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Name: Dark Pleasures
Author: Penitentia
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Chapter: 1


This will be a dark Harry fic, he will be a Slytherin, he will torture, he will kill and he will use the imperius curse to gain pleasure. If you think this is too much for you stop reading right now as this chapter is nothing as to what he will do when he grows up. Dumbledore is good although Manipulative and Harry won´t join Voldemort. For anything more you´ll just have to read it.

I do not own Harry Potter. If i did Harry would have fucked Ginny Weasley then thrown her away and found a real girl instead of a fangirl.

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7 year old Harry Potter coughed as he inhaled some of the dust that was so abundant in the attic. His Aunt Petunia had told him to clean up the attic which Harry couldn’t see a point in since they never used it or went up there.

But he had to do it anyway of course, he had learned enough to realize that any complaint would just mean more work for him or perhaps less food or something else unpleasant, like a broken arm or a concussion. He knew that the Dursleys hated to have him there and he didn’t exactly love it either. Sometimes he would dream about someone coming to save him but of course his real family was dead, killed in a car crash when he was one.

As he tried to move a large old cabinet so that he could clean behind it his eyes fell on a large trunk with his name written on the top. His heart thundered in his chest as he moved closer, he had never really gotten anything from the Dursley´s so if this was his it might be something left to him from his parents.

He noticed a small note on the side of the trunk and tried to pry it off but no matter how hard he pulled the note wouldn’t come off. He huffed in annoyance and got on his knees to try and see what it said.

To open the trunk you need to willingly give a drop of your blood on the lid Harry love /Lily and James Potter.

Harry froze. The note was for him and it was from his parents he had something that his parents had given him. He wondered if the Dursley´s would have ever given him this trunk if he hadn’t found it. Pricking his finger on a shard of glass from a broken mirror lying nearby he let a drop fall on the Trunk.

The whole trunk briefly shone to his amazement before the lid popped open. He eagerly opened it further to see what was inside. The first thing he noticed was the letter sitting on the top of some clothes and with a shaking hand he picked it up and opened it.

Dear Harry

If you are reading this then your father and I have died and left you behind. We want you to know that we love you more then anything and wish that we could get to see you grow up to be the wonderful man we know you will be.

We left this trunk behind for you in case you would be left with my sister Petunia so that you would learn what and who you are dear. You Harry Potter are a wizard. The note on the trunk is stuck with a permanent sticking charm so Petunia couldn’t rip it off.

Harry tears in his eyes from reading the letter stared at it shocked. Magic wasn’t real…right?

Now I know that if you live with Petunia you have heard all about how magic is freakish and unreal but the truth is that there is a wizarding world hidden from the world of the muggles. (Which is what people like Petunia and her husband is called by wizards)

I don’t know how truthful Petunia have been of how we died but if you are reading this then we were most likely killed by a dark wizard that wanted us dead called Lord Voldemort. We have stated in our will that you should never go to Petunia but a man called Albus Dumbledore one of the strongest wizards that exist may put you with Petunia to use you.

He isn’t evil dear just very used to treating people as chess pawns, however you don’t deserve the kind of life Petunia no doubt would give you so me and your dad have devised a way for you to be able to get away and grow strong on your own if in fact you are put there.

In this trunk you will find 500 pounds and 500 Galleons which is the wizard currency you will also find a set of wizard clothes that we have charmed to shrink or grow to your size, there is an amulet in the bottom that will change your appearance to a 10 year old brown haired boy that we want you to wear on your first trip to the wizarding world just in case, there is also a wand there but don’t use it for anything until you are in the wizarding world or Dumbledore will know.

We know this is a bit much to put on you dear but we want you to have a life of your own choosing and the chance to be prepared for the world. The wizard clothes and amulet can be shrunk and put in your pocket by holding them and saying shrink likewise it can be enlarged by saying enlarge.

Leave Petunias house sometime when they are away or not paying attention and get on the underground and ride to Charing cross road there is a dingy little pub there that only wizards can see called the Leaky Cauldron that is the entrance to Diagon Alley and the wizarding world proper.

Before entering the pub find somewhere to put on your robes (Best to put the amulet on before getting on the underground.) Then enter the Leaky Cauldron and ask whoever is manning the bar to open up the gateway to Diagon Alley for you, if you get any questions say that you are a muggleborn.

Now when you enter Diagon Alley you will see a large white building in the end. That is Gringotts a bank run by Goblins. We want to warn you now Harry never trust a goblin they are vicious but controlled by gold so as long as you pay them they will do pretty much anything except give out confidential account information.

I bet you are wondering now how to pay them but don’t worry dear the Potters are the second wealthiest family in Britain and thanks to some investments we are making in the muggle world we are sure that you might even be the richest by the time you read this.

Now when you enter the bank go up to a teller and tell him you want to meet with Goldfarp he will bring you there. When you meet Goldfarp you will have to use some blood to identify yourself as a Potter as he is the Potter account Manager and will not let you spend a galleon before he has that proof.

When you are proven to be a Potter ask him to buy you a house in the alley and place it under the Fidelius with you as the secret keeper offer him a few thousand galleons if he refuses and he will do it. This way you will not have to go back to the Dursleys ever again and with the amulet to disguise yourself you can shop at the alley (although never go out after dark and don’t go down Knockturn alley!)

Ask the goblin about the Knowledge market and pay to become a customer in it. It will do you a lot of good dear to help you on your way as a Wizard. Also since we really don’t want you to be alone we have other letters in the trunk for you to read that will describe many things one of them how to contact several friends of ours that can help you without contacting Dumbledore, no matter that he is a good man we don’t want you to meet him until school starts when you are eleven.

We hope you get this letter before you begin school so that you can be all that you can be Harry know that we love you and that we always will /Your proud parents Lily and James Potter.

Harry was crying clutching the letter to his chest knowing beyond a doubt know that his parents had loved him and were proud of him. He couldn’t help but believe the letter, he had done several things before that he couldn’t explain and his aunt and uncle had always punished him harshly for using his freakiness in their house.

He grabbed the other letters the clothes the money and the amulet and carefully said shrink his eyes widening when they did and he slowly put it away in his pockets shrinking the original letter too not wanting the Dursleys to take it away if they saw it.

He got back to cleaning the attic his heart soaring while he thought about his impending escape from the Dursleys. Magic was real his parents had loved him and he would get to go to a world full of magic, even though it was all scary he couldn’t help but be excited about it.

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It was not until march 2 months after he read the letter that the Dursleys left him home alone as they were visiting someone from Uncle Vernon’s work for dinner and Vernon wanted to make an impression of a family man.

As soon as Harry was sure that they were gone he enlarged his things and put on the amulet changing appearance. He had studied the underground in the library and knew which bus to take to get to a line which would drop him close to the leaky Cauldron.

Harry hardly paid attention during the travelling too nervous about his coming foray into the wizarding world to care about his first ride on a bus and a train.

After leaving the underground it didn’t take long to find the Leaky Cauldron and Harry dropped into a nearby alley to change into robes before nervously opening the door and walking inside the pub.

He slowly made his way trough the tables where wizards and witches were sitting chatting or reading the newspaper and headed for the bar where an old man was serving some sort of drink to a large wizard.

“Umm, excuse me sir?”

The old man looked down at him with a smile Harry noticed he had no teeth. “Yes what can I do for you lad?”

“Can you open the doorway to the alley for me I don’t have a wand yet.” Harry asked timidly.

“No problem laddie come with me I am Tom by the way the owner of the Cauldron.”

“Harry Dursley.” Harry answered him pretty sure he wouldn’t know who the Dursleys was.

He memorized where to tap the wall for when he could do it himself and thanked Tom before walking out into the Alley his jaw almost at the ground at the amazing things he could see. For the first time it felt real, that magic existed and it made his heart beat hard in his chest as he quickly walked towards Gringotts knowing he had to fix everything his parents had asked of him before exploring anything.

He noticed the engravings on the doors but paid it no mind; after all he wasn’t there to steal anything and according to the letters although the Goblins were greedy they didn’t divulge information about their clients as that was bad for business.

Telling a teller that he wanted to meet with Goldfarp he got a sneer as an answer before the goblin waved another goblin in to take him to the office of Goldfarp. Harry was too nervous too pay much attention to the swindling corridors but he noted that there was a lot of paintings depicting wars and battle on the walls of the corridors.

He was soon let into Goldfarps office which was also decorated with pictures of battles. Goldfarp was a rather thin goblin and looked to be quite old if the silver hair was anything to go by. He bared his pointy teeth towards him. “What is it you want with me child I am not your account manager.”

Harry nervously removed his amulet and the goblin stared before muttering about how security was getting lax letting someone that had concealed his true appearance inside without checking who they really was first. “You will need to let a drop of your blood fall on this parchment to confirm who you are” he grunted while pushing a parchment that had suddenly appeared on his desk and a small dagger towards him.

Harry pricked his finger with the small dagger the Goblin shoved towards him and let it fall on the paper.

Goldfarp grunted again when the parchment was filled with some strange language. “Well Mr. Potter what can I do for you?”

“Umm, I want a house in the Alley and it has to be put under the Fidelius charm with me as a secret keeper. And I need it to be fully furnished and done today also all normal safety wards.”

Goldfarp stared at him with piercing eyes. “That will be quite expensive Mr. Potter especially since you need it so fast.”

After a period of silence Harry realized the Goblin wasn’t going to say anything more and followed his parent’s advice. “You will get 2 thousand galleons over the fee for the rest of the stuff if you can manage this.”

Goldfarp nodded satisfied and a paper appeared “Sign this.” Harry carefully read trough it to make sure he didn’t give over his vaults or something like that and then signed the paper it promptly disappeared. He was really glad that having nothing to do but chores meant he could read and understand even the big words as he had nothing else to do but read when locked in his cupboard.

“A goblin team will set everything up before we go there to put up the Fidelius now is there anything else Mr. Potter?”

Harry nodded and hesitantly spoke again “My parents wanted me to ask about the Knowledge market and how to become a member.”

Goldfarp grunted and bared his teeth “It will cost 100 000 galleons to become a member and then there will be a fee for everything you purchase as well. Also you must sign a magical oath never to divulge the information about the market to anyone else then a family member and in that case you will have to have them sign the oath first as well.”

“Okay ill pay for that but what is the knowledge market if you don’t mind me asking?” Goldfarp looked slightly irritated that he wanted to pay for something he had no clue about but didn’t speak up.

Goldfarp snapped his fingers and the contract for the magical oath appeared once again Harry read it trough before signing a bit annoyed that the goblin was not talking. As he signed the contract a book appeared and Goldfarp gave it to him. “Read that while waiting for your house to be purchased furnished and for the Fidelius to be ready.”

The book’s title was the fastest way to knowledge and Harry slowly opened it. The first page described what the Knowledge market was and he eagerly read it.

Welcome to the Knowledge Market the market that caters to rich wizards and witches that are too busy or need to learn something fast for an important event. We have in our employ many Squibs who will read any book you’d like committing it to memory and then we send the memory to you for a fee.

Through this you will be able to absorb the memories and the theory of whatever realm of magic you want to study. We are extremely exclusive the 100 000 galleon fee ensuring that only the wealthiest and the noblest of the wizarding world may use our services.

We also have in our employ several masters in their field who will explain and show how to perform practical magic giving you lessons in whatever field interests you. Be advised that the memories you will receive will only show you the theory and how to do the practical part we are not responsible for how magically powerful you are and what you can and can not perform. All of the Squibs and Masters that these memories come from has sworn oaths to never reveal anything and has then been obliviated when their use was no longer needed.

Harry found the book very interesting especially as it had a register of all the books and lessons by masters that were in stock and where to send an owl to ask for special memories. It also had a register of current users as they were all bound by oaths to not speak about it to anyone anyway. He was surprised to find that not a single one of the other names were from Britain. Their country of origin almost all were America making him believe the business had started in America. He had read all the letters his parents had left him and knew about the prophecy about him and Voldemort these lessons would allow him to prepare and apparently Voldemort didn’t even know this existed so no way for him or his followers to stop it. The book described everything on how to add the memories to his own and he was itching to try it although he knew he would have to order something first and wait for it to arrive.

After several hours Goldfarp grabbed him and suddenly he was standing in his new house surrounded by goblins.

“Drop some of your blood on this stone here to activate the Fidelius but wait until we all have left we won’t be able to see this place afterwards.” One of the goblins said.

Harry found himself pushed into another room which he noticed was a kitchen. Another Goblin gave him a small book. “This explains how to use all the magical equipment.”

Harry nodded as he was pushed yet again although this time he didn’t even leave the kitchen they stayed at the counter where a large tray was sitting. Harry looked at the goblins wondering what it was.

“This is where your mail will end up after the wards remove any possible tracking charms or harmful magic. We will leave now give the ward stone some blood immediately after we left so the protections activate, if you want to let someone into the wards you need to tell them the address personally, the address is Diagon Alley lot 34.” With that all the goblins left and Harry walked back into the living room and let some blood fall on the ward stone which promptly glowed before sinking down under the floor.

Harry looked around pleased with the pale colours of the walls and the modest furniture he had his own home and he could learn magic at his own pace without anyone interfering. He went off to find his bedroom wanting to have a good nights sleep so that he could go explore Diagon Alley the next day.

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The first thing he did the next day was to go to the post office under his fake identity and sending an owl away with an order for memories of practically everything in the book which would cost him more then another 100 000 galleons but he could afford it and the memories would last him for years anyway.

He also went to the Daily Prophet office and ordered a subscription figuring it could be useful to know what was going on.

After that he went to Madame Malkin and ordered a full wardrobe wanting to fit in and happy to not have to wear cast offs. He idly wondered if the Dursleys had noticed him leaving yet.

The next week was spent exploring the alley buying necessary items like Potions ingredients while waiting for his order to arrive.

Finally one morning when he walked into the kitchen every inch of the kitchen was filled with bottles with silvery memories in them labelled after what books or lessons they were. Harry grinned as he started to move the bottles to the room he had prepared with shelves to hold them. He spent most of the day organizing the memories before he used the wand his parents had left for him to suck up 10 memories. According to the book it would be dangerous for him to do more then 10 memories a day; he also had to drink a potion once a year to fully settle the memories so they don’t disappear with time.

He shuddered as the memories took place and he could suddenly remember reading several different books on household charms and beginner charms for first years an area he wanted to do first so he knew what to do at home. It felt strange remembering sitting in a white room reading something fully concentrating when he knew he hadn’t really but the knowledge still stuck.

He could understand why this hadn’t spread around it would totally defeat going to school at all besides they could charge more if it was exclusive, he had to wonder though how his parents knew about it when no one in Britain seemed to have it, perhaps they had been the last people in Britain to be members.

Harry continued to absorb knowledge as he practiced with his wand the few spells he felt he could do not bothering with contacting his parents friends just yet… he was afraid they would take this newfound freedom away from him.

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Time flew and Harry was so entranced in the magic he was learning that he kept putting contacting his parent’s friends off. He wanted to get to know the people that knew his parents but he was afraid of what would happen if they wanted to tell Dumbledore. He did NOT want to be forced back to the Dursleys.

Soon he was celebrating his 8th birthday and he had come far in certain subjects, as his magical core had not evolved quite good enough for him to do more then first year spells and that being the limit he concentrated on Potions, Ancient runes, Astronomy, History and Arithmancy instead.

The memories he absorbed were of a Potion Master named Horace Slughorn who explained everything there was to know about all ingredients including reactions to each other in different increments and where and how to find them before even starting on showing how to make the potions. Thanks to his great “tutoring” Harry was already making potions that were in the 5th year at Hogwarts curriculum. As he had no real lessons just free time and absorbing memories it gave him a lot of time to make Potions increasing his skill and his awareness of what made them tick what to look out for and even how to improve a potion.

He also delved deep into Ancient Runes and Arithmancy as he was interested in their effect on wards and spell crafting two areas he knew most wizards weren’t skilled in. the fact he could not do many spells didn’t faze Harry at all as he enjoyed his studies too much even buying books from Flourish and Blotts that he had already absorbed and reading them to further fasten the knowledge in his mind. He was having the time of his life.

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Albus Dumbledore sat in his office at Hogwarts glad to have found a DADA professor for the year as they always ran out of them and had trouble finding new victim- volunteers. He idly sucked on a lemon drop as he signed some papers concerning the new addition to the Greenhouses.

He almost choked on the lemon drop as one of the silver trinkets on the shelf behind him started emitting smoke while bleeping loudly. The particular trinket was watching the blood wards around young Harry Potter’s residence. As he was safe and there weren’t any signs of Voldemort returning yet he kept the trinkets safe on the shelves behind him as they didn’t need watching yet. He cursed as he ran to the floo and tossed some floo powder in calling out

“Minerva McGonagall”

An elderly witch suddenly appeared in the office having entered trough the floo “Yes. Albus?” she wrinkled her nose at the smoke emitting from the trinket.

“Harry Potter’s blood wards have fallen Minerva I need you to get Alastor and anyone else you can get your hands on and head to Private drive.”

The old witch looked shocked but nodded and immediately headed back trough the floo to gather the old crowd she had been very fond of Lily and James and if their son was in danger she would go to any lengths to protect him.

Albus raised his hand and Fawkes his Phoenix familiar grabbed him and flamed him to Private Drive nr 4.

The first thing he noticed was how normal everything looked. There was no sign of an attack or dark wizards somehow bringing the wards down. He wondered if maybe his ward watching trinket had malfunctioned.

It wasn’t until Minerva and Alastor broke trough the door that the Dursleys appeared screeching and making threats that he found out that Harry Potter had been gone for over a year. He immediately sent out the old members of the Order of the Phoenix to look for him telling them that under no circumstances where they to inform the Ministry of Magic or the press about this.

The last thing he needed was pandemonium or worse the Death Eaters that had gone free to find out Harry Potter was unprotected. He Obliviated the Dursleys and flamed back to Hogwarts to better organize the search hoping that if they didn’t manage to find him that he would still be able to return to the Wizarding world without the population at large finding out about him missing.

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While the Order was searching all over England for him Harry Potter was reading history books on the last war to get more of a grip on what he should do about his parent’s friends that he was supposed to contact. The books weren’t as informative as the memories as they came from people that actually knew what happened back then but they were still interesting.

According to the book Sirius Black had killed Peter Pettigrew and a bunch of muggles and was currently in the wizarding prison Azkaban so contacting either of them was out, also his mother’s friends Marlene Mckinnon and the Longbottoms were dead and catatonic. The only one he could potentially reach was Remus Lupin and according to his parents letters he was a werewolf who owed a lot to Dumbledore who let him go to Hogwarts when most would have shunned him. Harry´s problem was whether to contact him or not.

His parents wanted him too but they could not have known that only one of their close friends where available and he was the one most loyal to Dumbledore the one they wanted him to avoid. He put the book down deciding to not contact Lupin deeming it too dangerous.

As he had yet to delve into any memories that day he picked some vials that were in regards to low level dark arts and absorbed the memories shivering as he felt them slip in. He always grew slightly excited after studying or absorbing something about the dark arts and he couldn’t wait until he could use it on enemies or maybe to get back at the Dursleys.

Harry Potter’s decision to not contact his parent’s friends had a big effect. Lily and James Potter had been counting on the fact that one of their friends would be able to explain what he should and shouldn’t study. With no one to control his path Harry simply studied ALL magic as one not differencing between good or bad. As far as he was concerned his parents had told him to study all of it and grow strong and that was what he was doing. It would never occur to Harry that growing strong and having power over others and using it was never what his parents meant when wanting him to have the help of Knowledge market, they just wanted him to have an edge.

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As Harry turned 9 he had become accustomed to having the best of the best, he had gone to Gringotts and had paid them to find him a house elf that was very skilled with fine cuisine which he had bonded to him although he had to pay the goblins 700 Galleons just to find the elf. Coming from poverty to having more gold then he knew what to do with had changed Harry.

Having had nothing at the Dursleys he now made sure he had the best as he could easily afford, his bitterness towards Dumbledore only grew as he ate Lobsters when if Dumbledore had gotten his way he would be eating stale bread if he got to eat at all.

He also had an entirely new routine, starting every day with a set of work outs to ensure that he would be in good shape as he did not want to ever risk looking like Dudley. Thanks to a light ritual he had fixed his eyesight as well and now looked far better then the little runt he had been just a year ago, good eating and work outs coupled with potions to strengthen his bones and fix the malnourishment he had suffered from helped a lot.

Harry had picked up every book on both wizarding and muggle etiquette to make sure he would not look like a fool in either world if he ever was invited to eat somewhere. That with the memories of etiquette he absorbed ensured that no-one would look down on him for how he behaved in pureblood circles. If there was anything Harry really wanted it was to be looked on as Powerful and Respected. No more Dursley rags only the finest cloths and the finest food as well as a dignified vocabulary and practising in front of the mirror to manage to school his face.

With his magic lessons he had concentrated a bit more on the dark arts because of the elation he felt when he performed small pain hexes or a curse to rip someone’s hair out. The books he remembered reading specified the feeling as orgasmic and when Harry looked that up he found sexual education memory vials. After absorbing those memories he was even more thrilled to learn the dark arts he enjoyed the feeling it gave him the powerful feeling as well as the pleasurable one.

He had already gone past Newt level in Potions but was taking it slow in the rest of the subjects as he did not want to go to fast with lessons like Charms and Transfiguration he wanted to have something to do at Hogwarts and since Hogwarts didn’t teach dark arts that was what he focused on.

He was also receiving much more gifts from different people in the wizarding world and he figured that they were stopped from ever arriving at his previous “home”. The gifts varied from chocolate to old books and weapons. He also received plenty of nude pictures and women’s underwear something that baffled him as most women that sent them were over 20 years old and he was 9 for Merlin’s sake.

He put them up on the wall of his dark arts practice room though as seeing all those moving pictures of witches doing naughty things for him fuelled his power when doing the dark arts and made it feel even better. He hardly ever bothered to re-read his parents letters anymore he had much more important things to do and they simply weren’t important enough anymore.

He also found a new love in snakes; he enjoyed conjuring them and having chats with them and practicing duelling by ordering them to attack different ways. He just knew that he would be a Slytherin when he went to Hogwarts, partly because he loved Snakes and riches (which was Slytherin spot on) and partly because it would most likely worry Dumbledore.

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Just after he turned 10 years old he started on the really interesting spells and magic. He knew he was powerful enough as he had been able to produce even a Patronus spell (A Runespoor.)

He was now studying the Unforgivables, the Obliviate spell and Occlumency to protect his mind. He knew he was jumping ahead of what he should learn but he needed Occlumency before he went to school and he really wanted to try out the Unforgivables and the Memory charm spell. Unfortunately just bringing a muggle home to practice on was going to get him caught really easy at his level, I mean who would fail to notice him walking trough the alley with an imperiused muggle.

Therefore he had to spend an entire month working hard to learn to create Portkeys perfectly he did not want a single mistake in this. The day he tested his portkeys and found them working perfectly was one of the most exciting days of his life; he was flushed just with the thought of practicing the Unforgivables on a muggle.

He walked out of the Leaky Cauldron on a nice September afternoon having put a glamour charm on himself to look nothing like Harry Potter; he had spent the entire week practicing the Imperius curse on spiders and rats making sure he had enough control to be able to do the same to a muggle. The feeling of control and power as he held the animals under the curse was the greatest feeling he had ever had and he wondered if it felt better when it was a human.

He went into an alley and changed into muggle clothes before taking a bus and staying on until he was good enough of a distance from the Leaky Cauldron, he didn’t want any wizards to spot him using an Unforgivable even if they didn’t know who he was.

He got off and took a seat at a bench near a park where the trees and bushes easily would hide him portkeying away with a muggle. He knew the Ministry couldn’t track his magic use since they still believed Harry Potter lived at Private drive, they only noticed magic in muggle places not the wizard or witch who performed it. And if they noticed any magic done here well… Harry would be long gone by then anyway.

His breath caught in his throat as he saw two muggle teenagers, twins of all things walking into the park carrying some books. Obviously students somewhere near Harry thought as he got up and slowly walked behind them. He waited until he saw no one else around before he slipped his wand out and softly muttered “Imperio”

Nothing could have prepared him for what he felt when his spell simply took a hold of the muggle and put her completely under his control. His magic was swirling he had trouble breathing and he was aware of having a hard-on, no dark magic had ever had such an exhilarating feeling before.

“Emma? Are you okay?” asked the other muggle as her sister had stopped and stood still with blank eyes. Harry quickly put her under the curse too almost whimpering when the effect of having them both under the Imperius made him come, he had never had an orgasm before and that together with the strong feeling of power he had made him toss away any rationality about being too young for that sort of thing.

“Grab this” he ordered as he held out a napkin he had turned into a portkey before leaving home that morning, he had made sure to program it to be able to pass trough his wards and fidelius as long as he was with it. Both girls grabbed the portkey and he activated it feeling the tug below the navel bringing him home.

As soon as he landed he called out “Dinky!” a house elf popped in and bowed low “Master?”

“I will be in the Dark arts room you will not disturb me under any circumstances.” Harry said before ordering the twins to follow him as he swept out of the room ignoring any retort the elf might have had.

He walked into the largest room in the house, the dark arts room. It held several practice dummies that could be animated and fight it also had a wall that could randomly show targets to test his accuracy, of course those wall that weren’t used for magic had the pictures he had been sent by crazy witches.

He looked at the two muggles he had caught they had strawberry blond hair down to their shoulders and blue eyes they were quite beautiful even if they hadn’t filled out very much. Harry estimated them to be about 16 or 17 years old.

He hesitated a bit wondering if he really should make the next order he wanted to it felt right and he certainly didn’t care what they felt they were just muggles after all. Muggleborn wizards were fine as they had magic… but muggles didn’t matter.

Deciding to let go of any inhibitions he coldly ordered them to strip gazing upon them as they undressed feeling excited seeing them naked. He knew he hadn’t reached puberty yet even if wizards did reach it early he was still too young but at the moment he didn’t care, he vanished his pants and looked at the beautiful girls standing there.

“Suck me off” he ordered while performing a charm to enlarge his dick as it would make things much easier.

As one the twins kneeled in front of him and started to lick his shaft up and down both from different sides. Harry groaned loving the feeling of the two tongues working over his shaft it felt better then even the dark arts.

The twin on the left took him in her mouth swirling her tongue over his head as she started moving her hand up and down his dick while her sister started licking and sucking his balls.

Harry didn’t take long to cum and he watched with half lidded eyes as the girls kept on sucking him trough his shudders of pleasure. He realized now that he would not be able to practice the Crucio and Avada Kedavra curses on anything but animals until he would start Hogwarts and would no longer need the girls. Having two slaves under the Imperio would be very pleasurable and maybe he could even learn to last longer.

With a pleased grin he released them from the Imperius and watched them panic, even though he had two new toys he couldn’t kill yet didn’t mean he couldn’t practice memory charming them.

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As the year went by he kept up his studies and spent at least two hours every day practicing spells on the twins plus “extra” activities. He was pretty sure nothing could make him lose face now, if he can still hold his face non expressive and even without a blush while being sucked off by two beauties he seriously doubted someone telling him something would be able to make him give something away with his expression.

One thing was for sure he knew he absolutely loved to fuck and to be in control, he would have to make sure to get some action at Hogwarts as well his memory charm was at a level where he would be able to get away with it now.

It was currently one week before he was to board the train to Hogwarts. He had already received his letter which also urged him to contact them which he didn’t bother to do they needed him much more then he needed them after all.

He was currently resting after a session of using the twins, his last session as he wanted to get a ritual done that needed someone to be killed, and he wanted to use the killing curse on a human anyway it was thrilling to use and he hoped it would be even more powerful of a feeling to use it on a human.

He looked down at the two naked twins that were currently lying in the circle he had fucked them in, they had been useful toys but he had no need of mere muggles now. Everything was ready for the ritual all he needed was to add a little of his blood and a lot of theirs. The ritual would bolster his endurance, strengthen both his skin and his bones, and make sure that no matter if it was night and day he would be able to see clearly.

He sat down in the middle of the circle one girl to the left of him and one to the right, they were both released from the Imperius curse but he had memory charmed them so much that they had no mind anymore just able to follow orders not able to think or act otherwise.

With a wave of his wand the candles that surrounded the circle were lit, another wave and the potion needed for the ritual was lifted into the circle where he let it spill on the ground the liquid rushing to the chalk line but not moving past them instead they were incorporated into the lines which started glowing.

Harry used a low level cutting curse to give himself a cut that would drop a good amount of blood on the floor. As the first drop hit the floor the chalk glowed even brighter and Harry grinned, it was working exactly as it was supposed too… just two parts left.

He turned the wand on the twin on his left “Diffindo” the cutting curse opened a gaping wound in her neck and blood sprayed out in the circle. He now had the blood he needed all that was left was to incorporate more death into the ritual as more death meant more power to the ritual.

The ritual called for two deaths, one for blood letting and another one that needed the killing curse to finish the ritual. Harry had no idea just why it need the killing curse but since he was going to kill someone with it anyway it suited him fine.

His eyes widened in glee as he raised his wand to use his first Avada Kedavra on a human.

“Avada Kedavra” he shouted relishing in the feeling of power it left him as the green curse impacted on the muggle girl. The light now became blinding and Harry fell into darkness as the Ritual started affecting his body.

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He did not wake up until morning and he grimaced as he found that he was covered in blood. But he felt better then ever before, more powerful.

“Dinky” he called out as he used a dark vanishing spell to completely remove the corpses.

“Master?” the elf enquired as he popped in and bowed.

“Run me a bath and prepare one of my cheap black robes I am going out today.” Harry turned to leave knowing that the elf would clean up after him. It was so useful to own one, why just a week ago he had sent the little bugger to the Ministry to ask for a few favours on his behalf…for a few galleons of course…

After a long soak he put on the clothes Dinky had left out for him, it was the robes he used whenever he went outside in disguise as he would be very easy to pick out with his more expensive robes.

He didn’t bother with Glamour’s this time, he already had most of what he needed for Hogwarts packed in a trunk which he had shrunk and placed in his pockets, just in case him walking trough the alley would bring Dumbledore to pick him up and not let him go.

He had only a few stops to make anyway so he quickly left his house keeping his head down as to not attract too much attention yet… he would rather get trough with his last shopping before Dumbledore and his little minions would come after him.

He went down Knockturn Alley towards a jewellery shop that the goblins had recommended. It was a small shop and it was obviously dark, the shop had so many cursed items he had no idea how the Aurors could leave it alone.

The proprietor was an old witch with two jagged scars running down the left side of her face and she watched him suspiciously as he entered. Harry walked straight to the counter and promptly asked for what he wanted.

“I want one of your detector earrings that can detect any poison or unnatural substance in my meals and drinks.”

“You sure you could afford that?” she sneered looking at his robes.

Harry rolled his eyes and showed her his scar knowing this was one woman who would not go calling Dumbledore. He saw her jaw drop for a second before she composed herself.

“Alright what kind of earring you want then?”

“Diamond stud, the most expensive you’ve got I can afford to look good and be saved from poison at the same time.” Harry drawled.

She nodded and produced two diamond studs. “It will only take a second to pierce them so hold still.” She said before she pulled her wand and with a flick she pierced his ears and attached them. Had she paid attention she would have seen the tip of a wand peeking out of Harry´s sleeve ready to curse her if she moved wrong.

“That will be 240 Galleons.”

Harry sent her a chilling glare “I am not done yet.” He was watching the rings that were on display particularly one with a snake biting its own tail. It was white gold with rubies as snake eyes and he definitely wanted it. “How much for that one and does it do anything?”

She raised an eyebrow probably because the Boy-who-lived was interested in a snake ring.” It is 630 galleons and it can be set as a one-way portkey it also detects listening charms and monitors, it was previously owned by a very paranoid pureblood.”

Harry nodded impressed he now had earrings that burned if something unusual showed up in his food and drink as well as any potions, and this ring which would act the same way but with listening charms, that would be so useful that he would have gladly paid triple for it.

He removed the moneybag he had acquired at Gringotts and told it “970 Galleons.”

The witch nodded as she took the money and gave him the ring she understood well that the extra 100 galleons were shush money people like her couldn’t do business if they talked anyway.

Harry put the ring on his left hands ring finger; he already had the Potter Heir ring on his right hand although that stayed invisible unless he wanted it to be seen. Before he left he inquired about where he would find a store that could find him contact lenses that worked like Mad-eye Moody’s magical eye. With another 50 galleons as tip she gave him directions and he headed deeper into the alley towards the small optics shop.

One hour later after testing numerous lenses he left with a single contact lens in his left eye that only worked if he closed his eye as to not make his normal sight confusing. There were others that worked all the time but it was too much of a hassle for his eyes and he settled for what he got. If nothing else he could simply put a hand over his eye and scan the surroundings it would look like he simply had a headache.

He raised his head as he entered the alley again now with only two “normal” stops left he could be seen so that he could get the inevitable meeting with Dumbles over with before school.

His first stop was the Magical Menagerie where he needed to buy an owl and if he found an interesting enough snake he would purchase that too fully confident that the only one pet and no snakes rule wouldn’t matter since Dumbles wouldn’t expel him.

It was very crowded filled with animals but also families doing some shopping for their children before school. Harry headed straight for the Owls first stopping at a brown eagle owl that looked a bit more dignified then the balls of fluff that pretty much described most owls in there.

He purchased the Owl together with a bunch of owl treats and the finest perch they had which he had the shop keep shrink. He walked out of the shop with the Owl. “Okay I am going to name you Atlas why don’t you go off to Hogwarts and wait for me there?”

Harry had no idea if the Owl understood or not but it took to the air and flew off so he supposed he would find out when he got to Hogwarts. He headed back into Magical Menagerie and went into the back where they had their reptiles, it was mostly lizards but there were some snakes as well and Harry walked around seeing if any of them would be good to have with him to Hogwarts.

He looked around to see if there were anyone nearby before speaking in parseltongue “Anyone want to come live with me?”

Most of the snakes didn’t even seem bothered by him speaking their language Harry figured the Magical Menagerie didn’t bring in many dangerous snakes. He heard some hissing in the back and moved over there hearing a small snake hissing. “Take me out of here human I will be your familiar if you just get me out of this boring place.”

Harry looked at the plaque describing the species of the snake. A black Boomslang native to the Sahara desert very poisonous has a lifespan of over 50 years.

Harry looked the snake over. A magical snake was much preferable then the weak species in the rest of the tanks and the long life it could have meant he wouldn’t have to replace it anytime soon. “I will bring you with me but you can not bite anyone unless I give you permission also I will not be able to speak with you like this around most other humans as they fear my kind.”

Harry lifted the lid of the tank and let the small black snake worm its way around his arm it was small enough that it wasn’t noticeable. “Thank you master I will do as you say”

“Do you have a name?”

“What is a name?” The snake asked.

“It is what we humans call ourselves and our familiars to recognize them by.”

“It makes no difference to me you may call me what you wish.”

Harry pondered for a moment before deciding on a suitable name from old Japanese mythology “I shall name you Orochi.” The snake now named did not respond so Harry figured it was okay and went to pay for him.

He went towards his last stop Ollivanders wand shop. He had a wand that worked well with him but it still was nothing more then an inherited wand and his own would work better. He would still wear his old one in the invisible wand holster he had on his left arm. He also had a wand holster on his right for his “legitimate” wand. He had not found any book on parsel magic so he had tested some himself and found that when he used a normal spell but used parseltongue instead of Latin it locked the spell.

His wand and wand holster were both invisible under a disillusionment spell that he had done in parseltongue which he couldn’t discover by any magical means other then removing it with parseltongue. It only worked on objects though as he couldn’t get it to work on say a stunning spell.

He entered Ollivanders to find two old men talking with each other. Albus Dumbledore was in the wand shop with Ollivander and Harry had to suppress a snort. He really must have had people scouting the Alley since the Hogwarts letter went out to get a report so soon.

Ollivander turned to him and Harry was a bit freaked out by those weird eyes staring at him without blinking. “Ah Mr. Potter I have been expecting you.”

Harry raised an eyebrow “Indeed. Shall we get started then?” He raised his right arm making it clear he was right handed. He completely ignored the presence of Dumbledore knowing he wouldn’t butt in until he had his wand.

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Dumbledore had been sitting in his office too depressed to even eat lemon drops when a Patronus from Emmeline Vance who was watching Diagon Alley that day informed him that Harry Potter had been spotted in the Magical Menagerie.

He had probably never moved so fast before almost throwing himself into the fireplace to floo to Ollivanders to wait for Harry when he went to get his wand.

When Harry entered he had been wholly surprised. He was tall for his age with jet black hair down to his shoulders, none of the messiness that was normal for a Potter. He had his Mother’s eyes though but they were not hidden behind the glasses that he would have expected from a Potter. Not only was he obviously well fed and taken care of but he had diamond studs in his ears and a ring made of white gold so he obviously had used some of his fortune. He carried himself as a Pureblood and that worried Albus immensely as he ran a bunch of names trough his head that could have hidden Harry from him.

He was not too surprised to find that Harry received the brother wand to Voldemort they did have such similarities in their early childhoods he hoped the similarities would end there though. As Harry paid for his wand he moved forward to introduce himself. He needed to have a good relationship with Harry so that he could groom him to take his place as the hope of the light.

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Harry was terribly annoyed by the creepy shop keep as he tried wand after wand, and then when he finally found one it was the brother wand to Voldemort. At least he had another wand in case his new one wouldn’t work against the bastard. He paid the creepy guy and turned to find Dumbles in his way, well he had expected it but it didn’t mean he was thrilled about it.

Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled as he reached forward and shook his hand. “Harry my boy so nice to see you; I am Albus Dumbledore the Headmaster of Hogwarts.”

Harry inclined his head slightly. “A pleasure to meet you Headmaster, I would introduce myself but you obviously already know who I am.”

Dumbledore nodded with a small smile on his face. “Indeed I do Harry, if you wouldn’t mind I could give you a small tour of Hogwarts for the day while we discuss where you have been these last years, you have really worried us my boy.”

Harry wondered if he would keep being so benevolent if he told him to stick his tour up his ass. He supposed this scenario was better then the one he had pictured where Dumbledore dragged him off and pumped him full of Veritaserum.

“I suppose I can make time for a visit to Hogwarts.” Harry replied when it looked like Dumbledore would speak again.

“Ah excellent my boy, Ollivander has a floo in the back the address is Hogwarts Headmaster’s office.”

Harry nodded and walked in the back picking up a pinch of floo powder and tossing them in the fire calling out the address.

Dumbledore and Ollivander shared a look as Harry left through the floo. Harry Potter was nothing like they expected him to be, he hardly even looked like his father anymore.

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Harry had a look around the office as he waited for Dumbledore to arrive, the office was full of trinkets and books covering every surface he couldn’t understand how anyone could work in such a mess.

He had not waited more then a minute before Dumbledore stepped trough the fireplace apologizing for keeping him waiting. He took a seat behind his desk and Harry took the offered chair in front of him.

After a slight pause where they both studied each other Dumbledore started. “You had us all quite worried Harry, running away from your family like that and disappearing for years.”

Harry coolly regarded the old headmaster. “I am sorry Headmaster but I fail to discern what family you would be speaking of as mine died 10 years ago.”

Dumbledore’s face fell slightly. “Ah James and Lily… A Headmaster shouldn’t have favourites but I admit I held those two students a bit closer to my heart then the others, it was a sad day when they died.”

“Yes, quite a sad day indeed.” Dumbledore continued. “But in this instance I of course mean your aunt Petunia, Lily’s sister and your caretaker.”

Harry smiled mirthlessly “If those animals are my family I would hate to see what my enemies are like.” Dumbledore appeared quite shocked by the statement.

“Surely they can’t be that bad Harry?”

“If you try to put me back with them you will find yourself in quite the quandary Headmaster.”

Dumbledore looked a tiny bit wary as he replied. “What quandary would that be Harry?”

“You would have to decide between going to the Dursleys funeral or if you should go to my sentencing to life in Azkaban…” Harry said looking the Headmaster straight in the eyes. Just as he expected a Legilimency probe bumped into his shields trying to ascertain if he was serious.

Harry raised an eyebrow. “You could have asked if I was being truthful sir.”

“I apologize Harry sometimes my curiosity gets the best of me, I shall of course make sure to have greater restraint henceforth.”

Harry nodded and moved to wrap this little meeting up. “Is there anything else you want to ask Headmaster as I would like to have that tour before dinnertime?”

“Where did you learn Occlumency? Who has been taking care of you these past years?”

Harry smirked. “An easy question to answer Sir as I learned from books and have been taking care of myself since leaving Azkaban… Oh I apologize I meant the Dursleys… it’s surprisingly easy to mix those two institutions up.”

Dumbledore sighed and nodded obviously he didn’t want to push too hard in the first meeting. “Very well Harry let’s go on that tour and then you can eat in the great hall with the teacher’s and myself, you can stay in one of the dormitories until tomorrow when you can floo back to Ollivanders.”

Harry nodded. “That is acceptable.”

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The tour of Hogwarts was actually quite interesting as the castle was full of magic and history. It was not a full tour of course as that would take many hours but Dumbledore showed him most of the important places like the kitchens and the Owlery.

When it was time for dinner Harry found himself paraded in front of the entire Hogwarts faculty which annoyed him as some of the teachers seemed a bit too happy to meet him. He was placed in between the charms teacher Filius Flitwick and the Transfiguration teacher Minerva McGonagall to his consternation as it smelled manipulation all the way. They were the heads of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor and Dumbledore probably hoped they would impress him so that he would beg the hat for one of those houses.

As the dinner arrived Harry was just about to grab a drink of Pumpkin juice when his earrings started burning slightly, he quickly put it down. He doubted it was anything bad as it was likely Dumbledore that had ordered the house elf’s to put something in his drinks and probably food for that matter too.

However there were several potions that would emulate a tracking spell and they would be very hard to remove after ingestion. Tracking spells he could easily remove but a potion would take several days if not weeks to remove from his system.

“Are you not going to eat Mr. Potter?” asked the tiny Charms professor.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Dumbledore watching him but he had an easy solution to that. “I am afraid that I am not accustomed to this kind of greasy and cholesterol laden food Professor.” He said apologetically.

Dumbledore cleared his throat to be heard over the mutterings of the Potions Professor about spoiled brats. “I could call an elf and see if they can not make something more suited for you Harry.”

Harry shook his head. “Not necessary Headmaster, besides I doubt the elves at Hogwarts could satisfy my fine pallet after years of cooking this grease.” He looked pointedly at the shepherd’s pie that was swimming in grease. Some of the teachers looked amused while McGonagall and Snape both looked affronted that he dared question how Hogwarts worked.

“Dinky” Harry called out and his servant popped in surprising the staff that someone so young had his own House elf and bearing the Potter mark on his clothing. Harry wouldn’t let even his servant look anything but the best.

“Master called Dinky?” the elf asked after the customary bow.

“Yes. I need a dinner of the usual quality and get me some butterbeer to drink as well.” He didn’t bother to look as the elf popped away to do as he said.

Before the staff could comment a crystal plate with gold rims and a crystal goblet with cold Butterbeer appeared. Several minutes later Dinky appeared again and with a snap of his fingers Harry had a plate of sautéed Foie gras (goose liver) with onions and figs. Flitwick eyed the plate obviously recognizing the French delicacy.

“Would you like a plate of the same Professor?” Harry asked politely.

Flitwick hesitated a second before nodding. “I haven’t had Foie gras since I was a young boy on vacation in France it was a very fine meal.”

Harry nodded and Dinky popped away to make a plate for the Charms Professor as well. “My house elf is well versed in the world’s fine cuisine and is the reason I have developed a bit more sophisticated taste for food then what is served here.”

Dumbledore looked slightly aggravated that he couldn’t get any drugged drinks and meals to him if he only ate from his own house elf. Seeing Dumbledore’s expression McGonagall jumped in just as Dinky returned and delivered the meal to Flitwick. “When you start Hogwarts you will have to get used to the food that is served.” She stated with finality in her voice.

Harry shook his head with an amused smile “As deputy head of Hogwarts you should know that there is no rule prohibiting me from providing my own food.” He inclined his head as Flitwick thanked him for sharing and dug into his own meal.

Taking a sip of his ice cold butterbeer he eyed McGonagall with a pleasant smile that was a tad condescending. “I would think that you would be aware of that fact Professor?” he asked mildly.

McGonagall’s lips thinned but she didn’t answer and Flitwick chuckled quietly next to him, apparently he was thoroughly enjoying both the meal and the discussion.

Snape couldn’t hold quiet any longer seeing McGonagall refusing to put the brat in place. “Arrogant just like your father Potter let’s see if you will be the same when I see you in Potions.” He sneered across the table and Harry looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

McGonagall glared at Snape before turning towards Harry the previous conversation temporarily forgotten as she tried to ensure that Harry wouldn’t fear potions because of the teacher. That only led to Snape and McGonagall getting snappy at each other while Harry ate watching them with curiosity.

Snape after being lectured by McGonagall noticed Harry watching them and snapped at him. “What do you want Potter can’t you see the adults are talking?” There was a definite snide tone to his voice.

“Oh I was just wondering why you haven’t heard yet.” Harry said and shrugged.

Dumbledore who had mostly been watching everything was immediately very interested. “Heard what my boy?”

Harry smirked internally but kept a calm façade. “I am going to the Ministry tomorrow to sit my Owls and Newts in History of Magic and Potions. I am expecting to manage an Outstanding in both subjects.”

The table was silenced except for Snape´s spluttering. Harry figured that the galleons he had offered had kept the ministry workers quiet, that and the fact low level workers in the educational department weren’t exactly high on Dumbledore’s list of allies.

“So I won’t need to take any Potion classes anyway so you will have to manage without me Potions Master Snape.” Harry said directing a pleasant smile towards the shocked Potions Professor.

“Amazing, to be able to take your Newts in two subjects when so young why History of Magic and Potions?” Flitwick asked excitedly sure that Harry Potter would become a Ravenclaw.

Harry eyed the diminutive professor which was the only one he honestly liked so far. “Potions come easy to me so it will be no problem acing the exams, History of Magic I studied to death simply because I heard that the class is pathetic and even Ravenclaws can’t bother to pay attention in it anymore.”

He paused to finish his butterbeer. “History of Magic at Hogwarts is a joke with a pathetic ghost as a teacher and is not up to standard to any school let alone Hogwarts, somehow he still has the job but as I see no reason to waste my time with it I got it out of the way before school starts.” Silently he thanked the memories that had explained why it was more use studying history out of a book then doing it at Hogwarts.

Flitwick nodded sadly. “I am afraid you are not the only one that can hardly stand the class anymore as you said my Ravenclaws prefer to study from the book and ignore those classes.”

McGonagall looking annoyed spoke up with clipped tones. “Binns teaching History of Magic is a tradition at Hogwarts, it would be wrong to remove him when he is still able to teach.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Muggle hunting used to be a tradition too, yet I don’t see you engaging in it because of tradition Professor. Also it can not be called teaching when you just repeat information in a monotone as you could get even better information just reading a book.”

Harry chuckled as he continued with his meal as Flitwick and McGonagall started to banter about History of Magic. Honestly these teachers were nothing special. Flitwick seemed okay but then they had people like Snape and that weird Quirrel guy that did not look ready to teach DADA at all. McGonagall was way too stiff to be teaching Transfiguration and she was Dumbledore’s pawn all the way as well.

Speaking of Dumbledore he had been quiet most of dinner and Harry wondered if he might have been a bit too knowledgeable about Hogwarts for an eleven year old that have no relatives to tell him about it. No need to worry about that now but perhaps he should leave before he said too much.

He ordered Dinky to clean up after him and return the plate’s home while he stood up and asked for the directions to the dormitory he would sleep at. Predictably Dumbledore gave him the directions and password for the Gryffindor dorms.

As he had left the great hall Harry grinned oh he would have fun tonight setting up the Gryffindor dorm for the little muggle loving lions that were to arrive in a week. Never let a Slytherin into the Lion’s den Harry thought as the Fat lady manning the entrance to the dorms let him trough. He let Orochi go hunting as he started with his spellwork that he would lock with parseltongue.

He also made sure to sneak down to the kitchen and assure the elves that he thought they did a great job and that it was simply him that couldn’t stand that kind of food. He did after all want clean sheets and a pissed of elf at a place like Hogwarts could make small things like that uncomfortable.

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Next chapter the start of Hogwarts and whatnot. flamers run so abundant nowadays i don´t bother much with reading reviews so either knock yourself out or don´t review lol it won´t matter to me.


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Chapter: 2


I couldn’t find at what level any part of an education department was so I just put it somewhere.

There will be a pretty dark scene in this chapter, a scene I have toned down at least 10 times rewriting it since I don’t know if its going to get the story removed as I am not 100 % clear on how far one can go before it is deemed too offensive.

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The next morning Harry used the floo early to return to Ollivanders at 5 in the morning before making his way to the Ministry of Magic knowing that very few ministry workers would be around when he got there. He chatted quietly with Orochi as he navigated the streets of London sneering at the muggles that scurried about to live their wretched lives. Thanks to a sound dampening spell he had fastened to his robes with a parsel command before leaving the alley he could converse with Orochi without the muggles hearing him.

After an hour of walking he reached the broken down telephone box that was the public entrance to the Ministry of Magic. He would have preferred to floo from Ollivanders but the old man had told him that to ensure that no one “dangerous” would just be able to floo into the Ministry, shops and pubs floo´s were not connected with the Ministry of Magic because of that.

He entered the telephone box and dialled 62442 and a voice reverberating from thin air welcoming him to the Ministry and asks who he is and what business he has. He waved his wand and removed the sound dampening spell glad that first years were allowed to perform magic before school started.

“My name is Harry Potter and I am here to take four exams at the department for education.”

He rolled his eyes as he received a silver badge with his name on it stating that he was there to be educated. Someone with a stupid sense of humour had obviously created the lift. He waited for a minute for the lift to reach the atrium and walked out on the polished dark wood floor.

He stopped at the fountain of magical brethren and tossed 20 galleons in the water for good luck not that he really needed luck but it was always good to have every angle covered.

Walking towards the golden gates at the end of the atrium he veered off to the left slightly to register at the security desk where a wizard that looked half asleep was checking over visitors. Since most wizards not working at the Ministry weren’t even aware there was a 6 in the morning it was a very short line.

When it was Harry´s turn the wizard ran a long golden rod up and down him before putting it away. Harry wondered if his extra wand and Orochi would have been noticed by that magical device if they were not invisible by his parselmagic. The wizard grunted something that sounded slightly like wand so Harry gave him his “public” wand.

“Eleven inches, phoenix feather core been in use for one day, that about right?”

Harry nodded and took his wand back and made for the golden gates. Behind the gates where at least 20 lifts and Harry got on one glad that he had arrived in the ministry at a time it wasn’t full of people, he did not want people following him around shaking his hand today.

He waited until the lift reached level five which housed the Department of international magical cooperation as well as the Department for education. He quickly stepped out and made his way down the hall away from the different sub-departments of magical cooperation and into the offices of the Department for education. He did a quick tempus and noticed that he was a few minutes early but knocked on the door that had a plaque that said Homeschooled and independent schooling.

A stern looking witch that looked like she was older then even Dumbledore opened and peered at him from behind oversized glasses, Harry repressed a shudder there should be a limit for how old you can be and still be out in public.

“I am here for my exams.” Harry said without preamble wanting the entire thing over with. The Ministry which should be a place of power just felt wrong to him, weak and pathetic like no one powerful was around to keep the peons in shape, nowhere in the Ministry so far he had even felt a powerful magical presence. The only ones would probably be Aurors if they had any good ones at all.

The witch took a look at his scar before nodding and leading him to the room where he would be taking his Potions exams blabbering on and on about all the anti-cheating spells that were upon the room and that if she caught him cheating she would make him into a potion.

Harry just suffered the annoying witch and got on with his exams. He knew these would be a couple of very long hours.

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12 looong hours later he had completed both his Owls and Newts in both subjects having suffered trough two hours of writing tests for both Owls and Newts, which meant 4 hours of test taking in Owls and 4 hours of test taking in Newts, with 4 hour in total being the 2 hours each for Owl and Newt practical test for Potions.

He hurried out of the Ministry as fast as he could and portkeyed home as soon as he was out of the premises. He had rarely wanted to kill someone as much as he wanted to kill that old crone that would just keep blabbering during his Potions tests. If it weren’t for the fact that she needed to be alive to score the bloody things he would have found out her address and went to kill her afterwards.

If he killed her he would just have to take the tests again with another examiner watching him so she wasn’t worth the hassle to kill. He got rid of some of the stress by simply conjuring animals and using them as target practice with several nasty dark curses. He used his old wand of course as it was safer to keep his new holly wand clean of dark curses. Just in case.

Finding the dark curses unsatisfactory for his growing frustration he put a glamour charm on and set out in the alley to find some fun. He left his holly wand at home with Orochi this was a venture for his darkest side.

It had never occurred to him and it never would that the reason the dark families didn’t teach their kids the dark arts until they were at least a few years in Hogwarts was because someone so young would be completely immersed in it not having any defences yet to withstand the darkness.

He went out the leaky cauldron and waited for anyone fun to leave as he stood invisible across the street. He was after someone magical to play with this time. After an hour of growing more and more frustrated seeing only a bunch of old wizards and witches leave the Cauldron someone interesting left.

A couple and their young daughter left the cauldron they must have been eating a late dinner at one of the restaurants in the alley. He followed them for awhile until he noticed they were heading for a car. Muggleborn and her muggle parents then Harry thought as he used a weak banishment charm to toss all three of them into a nearby alley.

He quickly put up notice-me not charms on the end of the alley so the rest of the muggles would hear and see nothing. He added a sound dampening field so no nosy magicals would hear something as they were only a block away from the Leaky. This close to the magical world no one would investigate the magic being used at least.

He prowled forward grinning sadistically seeing the 11 year old muggleborn witch brandishing her wand at him.

With a flick of his wrist he summoned the wand as she had not held on to it hard enough. “Ooh little muggle girl lose her wand? I’ll give you a wand my precious.” He licked his lips and enjoyed seeing her flinch. But 11 year old girls weren’t his thing so he turned to the mother and father.

“Hermione what’s going on?” the mother asked with a shaky voice.

“Imperio”

Hermione cried out in shock she must have recognized the incantation which was odd considering she wasn’t even a first year. Probably a Ravenclaw in the making then, the spell was not directed to Hermione or the mother instead he now held the father entirely under his control.

He gave him the mental command to remove his pants and underwear and enjoyed watching the shocked face of the mother knowing not what was going on and the anguished cries of the girl named Hermione who understood at least part of it.

He summoned the mother and paralyzed her legs and arms holding his wand against her throat while keeping her facing the others. “Now little girl suck your daddy or mommy goes down in a shower of beautiful blood.” He slipped a hand down the jeans of the mother and started softly caressing her front, he wanted her to get aroused and feel disgusted that she got aroused while watching such a thing.

To his annoyance she just sat there sobbing it would be no fun if he used Imperio to control her to do it he wanted her to do it on her own to save her mother. He shook his head, damn muggles couldn’t even follow direction even though she was magical she obviously still had the muggle taint having not been to Hogwarts and learned to be magical yet.

He sighed exasperatedly and sent a bone crushing hex at the father’s head crushing his skull and dropping him to the ground in a bloody heap. “That’s what you get when you aren’t co-operating dearie.”

Harry vanished the clothes of Hermione’s mother. “Last chance… you wouldn’t save your dad now only your eager little mouth on this here cunt can save your mother.”

He felt his spirit rise and the darkness within him swirl as Hermione slowly staggered forward and knelt in front of her mother who was crying silently. With a grimace and eyes that were full of shame she slowly let her tongue lick the slit of her mother.

Harry grinned as he let a hand snake down his own trousers grabbing his dick and starting to pull on it as he watched Hermione pleasure her mother, sure she had no idea what she was doing but that didn’t really matter to Harry, it was the matter of control and power that got him off not what they were doing.

He silently sent a tickling charm to Hermione’s crotch to make sure that she would start to get off on this that would make the entire scenario just perfect. He noticed the widening of her eyes as something started to happen between her legs and he grinned to himself.

After another couple minutes he grew bored, he wanted some fun for himself as well so just as Hermione was using her tongue on her mother’s hole he sent an extra powerful tickling charm at her mother’s clit making her cum hard.

After watching her ride trough her orgasm on her daughters tongue Harry released her from paralysation and she immediately fell sobbing into her daughters arms telling her that it was ok she did what she had to do.

“Oh she did what she had to do alright.” Harry said bringing his dick out and enlarging it.” She saved your life by doing that… But who is going to save her life?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

The mother rose up resigned but determined. “Hermione look away please I don’t want you to see this.”

She walked forward and went on her knees in front of him and addressed him. “If I do this you will let Hermione go?”

Harry grinned at her and snaked his tongue out to lick his lips. “I will let you both go but if you try anything I kill her and let you live to always remember it as your fault.”

She nodded before lowering down and with one move took the entire dick down her throat. Harry who had charmed Hermione to be unable to move so she had to see the entire thing called out to her. “Wow girl your mommy sure can suck a dick I wonder how many she have had. Maybe daddy sold her to his buddies?”

Harry was enjoying himself immensely this woman could suck a dick way better then the twins it was obvious she had lots of experience in it. After another few minutes of her deepthroating him he was getting close to coming, he paralyzed her mouth to not risk her biting him and aimed his wand at her while holding eye contact with Hermione.

“Crucio” he kept pumping down her throat as she convulsed from the pain curse. Harry was swimming in pleasure, half from his dick down the muggles throat but the dominant part was from staring into the eyes of Hermione as he raped and tortured her mother. He soon came and pulled out while doing it to spray the muggles face.

When he was done, he quickly stunned the woman and turned his concentration towards the only non-muggle of the family.

He was amused to notice he had forgotten the tickling charm, she was holding her legs together desperately trying to not make a sound. With a wave of his wand he ripped her pants and underwear off showing her hairless and wet cunt. He relished the terror he saw in her eyes. Sex was wonderful but it couldn’t compare to the feeling of complete control of another human.

“Oh don’t worry I don’t fuck 11 year olds… I am just going to curse you with something fun I found that only works if used on virgins.”

With a thrust he stuck his wand inside her breaking her hymen. He savoured her screams as he let the darkness inside him swell to perform the dark sex spell. “Infinitio meretrix.” (Basically eternity’s whore)

Harry had another orgasm shooting all over her face as the dark magic poured trough him and entered her. He whispered to her “You now will need 5 orgasms a day however you get them doesn’t matter although it works better if by another’s ministrations. If you don’t you will be in excruciating pain until you do. Also it can only be broken by tasting the seed of the one that cursed you.” Harry grinned as he winked at her.

He vanished all of his fluids from her. “This means you will have to fuck your way trough Hogwarts or at least suck your way trough if you ever want to be released from the itching that will scream at you to get release every single day. If you want revenge on me you can only get it by finding me and sucking me so that your curse disappears.”

He turned and memory charmed the mother. The only thing she would remember is being accosted by some thugs that knocked Hermione out before killing her husband and raping her mouth. He transfigured clothes back on Hermione and vanished his seed from the Mother so she couldn’t cheat and get it there. “Your mother won’t remember what happened but you will remember everything.”

He looked at her thinking that maybe he should leave her another present. With a nod to himself he decided to do precisely that. He hit her with a dark spell that would keep getting her off each orgasm larger then the other until you died from a heart attack she was young so she would only die if she refused to ask for help. She yelped and moaned as it started to take effect. “You have about 10-12 hours before you die from that, only chance is to tell the Aurors about how much you are coming and why…that should be a fun conversation eh?”

He removed the notice-me not and walked out of the alley portkeying home when he got a couple of blocks away. It had been a very good ending to an annoying day. He had even turned a muggleborn into a slut, well if she had enough will for revenge to actually survive his curse and come looking for him.

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The next day he practiced more of his dark spells as he could not use them at Hogwarts too much even in secret because of the risk of Dumbledore finding out. He pondered on what he should do with his power. He had the possibility of gaining more knowledge then most wizards alive. He was a parselmouth which was dead useful and he could use the Unforgivables at an early age, so what should he do?

Then he suddenly thought of something. It was so obvious. He had felt so sick just being at the feeble Ministry of Magic which should be brimming with powerful magic’s and strong wizards and witches. He should become the Minister of Magic. That was Power and that would gain him respect. As for how he should do it… Well he was going to kill Voldemort for killing his parents anyway and the world would love him for it… He would just have to make sure to kill Dumbledore before that and in secret too and he would have no problems taking over the Ministry, it would even be legal.

He would need the press to be on his side though since when walking around the alley the past few years one thing was almost always the same. The sheep believed everything the prophet said. Only those getting unfair shit from the paper distrusted it.

He picked up the latest edition of the Prophet that told the story of how a muggleborn witch and her family was attacked just outside the alley and completely tore into the Ministry for failing to protect its people. He snorted; like they really cared about that it was just muggles.

Even that girl Hermione is nothing but a muggle until she enters Hogwarts. He checked who had written the article.

Rita Skeeter…That would be perfect. ”Dinky!” he called out. Seeing his servant pop in he continued. “I want you to deliver a message to Rita Skeeter from me. Wait until she is alone before talking to her and tell her to come alone to the Leaky Cauldron conference room to get an exclusive with Harry Potter.”

Harry quickly washed up and got into his finest robes before walking to the Leaky Cauldron. It was a hasty decision to do this but he wanted it done before school to ensure he had the press on his side. He quietly told Orochi to stay hidden as he did not want the snake in the paper.

He put a glamour on before entering the Cauldron and paid Tom to use the room for a few hours. He waited for little over an hour before Rita Skeeter entered the room in a magenta robe that looked just ghastly which was part of how she played her victims. Rita was the archetype of a Slytherin. Cunning and ambitious never letting morals getting in the way of getting ahead coupled with good contacts. He had enjoyed her articles during the years as they were not yet geared towards him, if this meeting weren’t arranged he knew that sooner or later she would come after him as well and that would not do.

“I was told I would be meeting Harry Potter.” She queried coolly as she studied him. Narrowing her eyes as he drew his wand she quickly went for her own just to stop as his glamour dropped.

Her smile got predatory as she produced a quill and some notepaper “A first year and already doing magic Harry?” she gave him a simpering smile but Harry easily saw that it was all an act to make her look like a fool when she was in reality one of the most cunning witches in Britain.

Harry just waved a hand. “It’s not illegal to practice magic before you have started your first year Rita.”

Rita seemed to evaluate him for a few seconds apparently he was more confident then what she had expected. “How is it to live with muggles? It must be hard to be a hero of our world but spending your life away from it.”

Harry smirked slightly. “Actually I ran away from my abusive muggle relatives when I was 7 and have been living on my own since then.” He noticed the glee in her eyes as she smelled a big story as he put emphasis on abusive.

“Did they hurt you often Harry? How did you survive? Do you hate muggles for what they’ve done to you?” She fired off several questions in a row.

“Often enough coupled with the starving it was hell on earth.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe why Dumbledore put me there as well as never checking up on me until a year after I ran away. He also didn’t bother contacting the Ministry did he?” Harry could see the gears in Rita’s head turning; she just got the best pitch ever to give Dumbledore massive headaches.

Harry put a bag of money on the table. The galleons clinked loudly and Rita eyed the bag speculatively. “That is 1000 Galleons Rita and if you promise to only write me up I will keep paying you as well as giving you dirt on the old goat that rules Hogwarts.”

She bit her quill as she narrowed her eyes at him. Harry saw that she was calculating. She was figuring out if she earned more by being on his payroll or spent her time finding dirt on him which he must have if he is willing to pay her to play nice. He knew she was weighing who it would be most beneficial to tear down, him or Albus Dumbledore.

She seemed to have decided because she reached for the money. Just to have Harry grab her wrist his wand pointing straight between her eyes. “Know this. I can afford to pay you to build me up as a hero in the papers so I can also pay to have you disappear.”

He let her take the bag and put it away in her pocket. She turned to leave but sent one last glance back towards the boy-who-lived. His green eyes were glowing and he had a cruel smirk on his face that made Rita shiver. She could hear his whispered words as she left. “Don’t fucking betray me or I will bury you.”

Rita had dealt with Purebloods, Ministers and convicted Death Eaters but never had she felt the primal fear she felt when Harry Potter looked at her with those Killing curse green eyes and spoke with the absolute certainty of her death if she went against him.

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Albus Dumbledore was on top of the world. Harry Potter had returned to the magical world and didn’t seem to hate him even though there seemed to be a touch of lingering resent there.

Also his Lemon drop provider had sold him a whole load of a new muggle lemon candy that was just amazing. Not to mention that with the shock of Harry being a Potions prodigy Severus had locked himself in the dungeon and he hadn’t heard the usual snide comments on how much Harry would destroy Hogwarts and all the ranting about James Potter for days.

The charms of his office informed him that Minerva had just said the password and was rushing to his office. Albus wondered idly what good news she was bringing as this was obviously a very good day.

Minerva didn’t even bother with knocking as she rushed in clutching a paper in one hand and her wand in the other. “ALBUS!” she screeched.

Albus smiled and queried. “Lemon Drop Minerva? I always find that they calm me down rather spectacularly.”

Minerva was shaking and spluttering. “Lemon Drops? Are you out of your mind Albus? Have you seen today’s prophet??”

“Why no I haven’t what is wrong?” Seeing his deputy so emotional was rare so Albus braced himself for a front page declaring Voldemorts return.

When he saw what the front page was he almost wished he had a little war to play with instead. This would make things very hard indeed.

Boy-Who-Lived abused and starved by muggle relatives.

Harry Potter 11 year old and the saviour that liberated us from You-Know-Who was abused and starved by his despicable muggle relatives for 6 years, the same relatives Albus Dumbledore assured the Wizengamot would treat Harry Potter as their own child and love and care for him until it was time for him to re-enter the wizarding world. Harry finding out about the magical world ran away from his abusive relatives and found a home in the Wizarding world and this reporter have to say that he has grown into a proud young man that we can all look up too. Dumbledore never bothered to check if Harry was alright, in fact he didn’t know he had escaped until a year after he left it makes you wonder if he simply forgot due to his high age?.... Neither did he bother to inform the Ministry of Magic that Harry Potter was missing. I wonder what Dumbledore has to hide from us all that makes him try and manipulate our boy saviour. I personally hope the Ministry investigates his intentions. More on page 3.

Rita Skeeter correspondent for the Daily Prophet.

More on Harry Potter the boy-who-lived on page 6.

More on Albus Dumbledore and his manipulations of Harry Potter on page 8.

Potter emancipated by the Minister of Magic himself after scandal with Dumbledore on page 9.

Dumbledore stared at the paper in horror. How had Skeeter found out about that! He was fairly certain she had never even met Harry and if he can’t find him surely she wouldn’t be able to either. He needed to do damage control on this especially concerning Minerva as she would be none to happy about him right now.

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“Boy saviour huh?” Harry shook his head amused as he read the paper. “Laying it on a bit thick aren’t we Rita.” Well he hadn’t expected to get emancipation so it had worked out splendidly. He would have to go to Gringotts and exchange his heir ring for the Lords ring.

He wondered if Dumbledore would even be able to figure out that he had sought out the reporter and that it hadn’t been a case of her snooping around somewhere and getting the information. For someone so magically powerful he was sure blind to things surrounding him.

Either way she was doing what he paid her for, and for her sake she better keep doing it. Harry already had three reporters at the prophet getting 200 galleons a month each just to keep an eye on her, as well as the Editor receiving 800 galleons a month to ensure that no bad press befell Harry.

Even with all he was spending he still weren’t losing any money as the interest alone paid for it all so far, he would have to splurge immensely to manage a lessening of his fortune.

He looked trough the paper pleased with how the article on himself kept playing him up as a genius as they apparently had managed to find out about the exams he took and even got the scores before he had, Outstandings all around. Hogwarts would be interesting; he could hardly wait to go play with the itty bitty kids that thought the world revolved around them.

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The day had finally come. Harry Potter was to go to Hogwarts and finally show the magical world how things should be done.

He had arrived at the platform early and was one of the first to board the train and find himself a compartment. He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. If anyone were to look in his compartment it would seem like he was sleeping.

In reality he was using his magical contact lens to scan everyone that entered the platform looking for interesting people and seeing if Hermione would go to Hogwarts after all.

He noticed a cluster of parents standing together talking about something with their children standing a respectful distance away as to not disturb the conversation. He immediately pegged them as Purebloods, and their clothing and general attitude conveyed that he was right.

He almost laughed as he spied 2 Purebloods escorting a young blond kid towards the other parents and kids. The reason for him almost losing his calm façade? He had seen the mother before… She was on a picture in his dark arts room where she fucked herself with her wand.

A pureblood wife and mother sending naughty pictures to a young half blood how peculiar and incredibly enticing, the husband must be extraordinary bad in bed if she has to get off by sending pictures to 9 year olds.

As the train started to fill he had to open his eyes again and concentrate on his near surroundings instead of the entire platform. He hadn’t seen Hermione yet but he would find out sooner or later anyway if she was there or not.

He heard his compartment open and narrowed his eyes as a red head in tattered robes nervously peeked inside. “Is there room to sit in here?”

Harry smiled pleasantly as he held out his right arm and let Orochi slide out to lie on the seat in front of him. “Of course just take a seat next to my highly poisonous familiar.”

The red head paled and quickly left, Orochi looked up at him and Harry motioned for him to stay. They had gotten quite good at communicating without words, Harry only needed to tense particular muscles where Orochi was wrapped around his arm and he would understand that he needed to show himself.

The compartment opened again and the blonde boy from the platform entered with two students that looked more like trolls flanking him. “I saw a Weasley run from here looking like he had wet himself what did you-“He paused uncertainly as he noticed the snake.

“It appears he did not have what it takes to be a Slytherin, as he ran away wetting himself he must be a Hufflepuff in the making.” Harry drawled.

The blonde boy seemed to stand taller as Slytherin was mentioned and he held out his hand. “I am Draco Malfoy.” He puffed up as he said his name and Harry wondered if he was supposed to be impressed by just a name. How should he introduce himself…? Your mother sends me naked pictures so your dad’s obviously a lousy fuck… or would that be too rude?

Harry took the offered hand and introduced himself. “Harry Potter and don’t worry about Orochi there he will only bite you if I order him.” Orochi hissed and glared at Draco seemingly enjoying scaring him.

Draco’s eyes flickered to his forehead as he introduced himself and he looked quite pleased to meet him. Harry could read from his face that he found the fact the snake wouldn’t bite him unless ordered as no comfort as all. Which was expected as a Slytherin could turn on allies as fast as he did enemies if he could gain enough.

Harry inclined his head towards the seat next to Orochi. “You may sit if you want to Draco just send away the trolls first.”

It seemed Draco wanted to befriend the Harry Potter more then he feared the snake as he sat down slowly and told the trolls that were called Crabbe and Goyle to find their own compartments.

Draco watched the snake warily for awhile before deciding to pretend it wasn’t there and concentrating on the Potter Lord as he was now emancipated. “Snakes aren’t allowed at Hogwarts how are you going to get Dumbledore to let you keep it?”

Harry flicked some imaginary dust of his robes. “Dumbledore is in such hot water right now that he wouldn’t dare say anything that would upset me.”

“He is a muggle loving fool; according to my father Hogwarts has never been worse then under Dumbledore’s direction.” Draco said sneering at the word muggle but looking pleased that Dumbledore couldn’t do anything.

“Wizards should not be placed with muggle filth.” Harry said casually watching Draco for a reaction. He needed to know if Draco would be a threat.

Draco seemed more relaxed now not paying attention to the snake as he started on a monologue of why they were so much better then muggles and mudbloods. Harry let him go on as he studied him.

It was obvious the Malfoys were rich as he wore just as fine quality robes as he wore, but where he had been on his own Draco had obviously been spoilt. He was too open for a pureblood as Harry could easily read him the more he talked and he didn’t even notice that he was being dissected in the mind of his fellow student.

Harry concluded that by the way Draco moved and talked more confidently every time Harry acknowledged his presence he had been ordered to befriend him, most likely by his father and he had been worried about failing. That probably meant he would have been punished for failing and would be very grateful for awhile that he had let him in to accomplish his task.

“Draco.”

Draco quieted down and looked at him and the wariness could clearly be seen by Harry. Draco was worried he had said something that blew it.

Harry picked up Orochi and stroked his head as he watched Draco in silence for awhile amused by how nervous he was getting. “I will very likely be a Slytherin and although I share your views on the muggle filth I will have many eyes on me. If you want to hang around me you will have to restrain yourself and not call the mudbloods out.” He smirked slightly his eyes shining. “If you have a problem with a particular student and need to do something then do it like a true Slytherin, do it behind his back and so that someone else gets the blame.” He narrowed his eyes holding Orochi lazily but by coincidence he was holding him so that he was in Malfoys face. “Do we have an understanding Draco?”

Draco nodded and although he seemed to understand the threat he looked relieved. Harry grimaced slightly; his father must be some piece of work if he is more afraid of failing a small task of his then the snake in his face.

The train had set off while they had conversed and they soon settled in a comfortable discussion about what they knew about Hogwarts and its teachers. Draco apparently had Snape as his godfather so he was already quite skilled at potions and was fascinated by Harry already having completed the course. Talk turned to different dark potions for awhile before they were interrupted.

A somewhat porky kid had slowly slid the door open and was looking at the snake nervously.

“Can we help you?” Harry asked politely.

The boy gulped before answering, apparently Harry was slightly intimidating. “Have you seen a toad?”

Draco was opening his mouth no doubt to tell him how utterly useless toads were but Harry held up his hand quieting the blond. “What is the toad’s name?”

The boy looked relieved but still stuttered when he said. “T-Trevor.”

Harry raised his wand. “Accio Trevor the toad.” Unseen to both boys his other hand was holding his invisible wand and had added a little something to the spell.

After waiting for a minute Harry put his wand down. “If Trevor was on the train that would have brought him, it is highly possible you left him on the platform or at home.”

The boy looked crushed but thanked them and closed the compartment door. Draco turned curious grey eyes towards him. “Why did you help him?”

Harry smirked slightly. “I was bored and toads are useless except for one thing.” He released the disillusion spell he had sent following the summoning spell. It was tricky to do but luckily he had trained in piggybacking spell chains.

Draco’s eyes widened as the toad appeared. “That’s advanced magic.”

Harry patted Orochi on the head and cooed with a baby voice. “Dinner has arrived my little Orochi.”

“Thank you master.” The snake hissed as he went for Trevor the toad who had nowhere to run.

Draco looked a bit creeped out but had a smirk on his face. He could definitely see the fun in getting the toad just to feed it to the snake. “I guess he will have to get a new toad.”

Harry grinned. “I hope he does it will be so much easier to feed Orochi if the students supply me with pets for him to eat.”

Draco shuddered slightly but was still grinning. “Remind me to never get a pet.” He joked.

They chatted some more before Harry bored of the long pointless journey brought out a chess set he had enchanted himself and challenged Draco to a game. He was beating Draco when the door opened again.

A rather pretty redhead witch entered together with a tall black boy with slanted eyes.

“Draco we have been looking everywhere for you.” The redhead said annoyed as she calmly eyed the chess set the snake and the other boy in the compartment.

Draco made a move and took a pawn of Harry´s. “Sorry Daphne but I found something better to do.” He said sarcastically.

She huffed and sat down besides Harry looking at the peculiar chess set with interest. “Well Draco aren’t you going to introduce us?”

Draco rolled his eyes. “This delightful redhead is Daphne Greengrass and this utterly silent statue is Blaise Zabini.”

Blaise shook his head as he sat down next to Draco. “I simply do not waste time with small talk Draco.” He watched amused as Daphne fumed. Draco had introduced them but had not introduced the boy with the snake that was trouncing him in chess. Of course Blaise recognized him and wondered how Daphne couldn’t.

“As Draco seems unable to I will introduce myself.” Harry drawled. “I am Harry Potter” he lifted his left arm as Orochi was now sleeping. “This is my familiar Orochi.”

Daphne looked him over with a smirk before laughing. “Oh the poor gryffies are going to suffer massive heart attacks when they see you”

Blaise was watching the chess set with interest. It was Wizard chess but it was not like most sets he had seen. Instead of black and white they were green and red. The kings were Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor. All pieces where prominent Slytherins and Gryffindors trough the times. He noticed that He-who-must-not-be-named was the Queen on the Slytherin side, he wasn’t sure if he was shocked or amused. On the Gryffindor side he noticed both McGonagall and Dumbledore they were both pawns.

He wondered if that was why Draco was treating this with good humour. He might be losing badly but as he was playing as Gryffindor he got to watch the gryffs heroes being smashed to pieces. “Where did you get this chess set?”

Harry smirked. “Oh you like it? I enchanted it myself I found it more suitable then the ones the shops were selling.”

Daphne who was following the game cheered when one of the knights chopped Dumbledore’s head off. She smirked as the small knight let out a roar as the Gryffindor pieces moaned in loss. As she looked closer she noticed that the knight was Harry Potter. She raised an eyebrow in question. “Why did you put yourself as a piece?”

Harry chuckled as Draco made a move that left Gryffindor himself open for his Queen to check mate him. “Because I am fairly certain I belong with the rest of these prominent Slytherins of course.”

Draco cheered as Godric Gryffindor fell to Voldemort. As the game was over all the broken pieces re-assembled again and Harry turned to the two new additions to the compartment. “Anyone fancy a game?”

Daphne shook her head but Blaise switched place with Draco curious as to how well Harry could play as Draco was not someone with enough patience in the game to really play well. “Any chance I can play the Slytherin side?”

Harry´s eyes glowed as he looked up from the chess board. “Well we can flip for it.” He indicated Orochi and Blaise quickly shook his head. He’d play as Gryffindor before flinging a very dangerous snake any day.

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They kept up playing chess until they finally arrived at Hogwarts. They waited for the rush to pass before walking out as they had no wish to associate with the mudbloods rushing about like overeager rats.

A large man that Harry remembered from his brief stay at Hogwarts were calling for the first years to get inside the boats four in each. As they already were four they found themselves a boat and climbed in.

They soon set off over the lake the excited chatter from the other boats was a stark contrast to the utter silence as the four wannabe Slytherins gazed over the water waiting for that first view of Hogwarts.

Harry had to admit that the view of Hogwarts as they came over the lake and as the moon shone over them was beautiful. He could hardly contain his excitement as they walked up to the castle following the big man whose named eluded him at the moment. He was finally going to start Hogwarts which would open up so many avenues for him to savour and use. He wondered who his first victim would be, a guy needed to vent after all and he would have to check the tables at the feast for some upper year eye candy to use.

The big man knocked hard on the huge entrance doors which swung open to reveal the deputy head Minerva McGonagall a stern witch that Harry believed had never gotten laid. That was his explanation for her behaviour at least.

”The firs'-years, Professor McGonagall.” Harry shuddered at the horrid accent the giant man had.

“Thank you Hagrid. I will take them from here.” McGonagall said in her normal clipped tones before opening the doors fully. Harry had already been trough here so he just followed the rest of them tuning out their oohs and ahhs it was just the entrance hall anyway.

They were led into a small chamber that was next to the great hall and McGonagall gave a speech that Harry completely ignored, he knew what house he wanted and how they were to be sorted so he had no real interest what the strict bitch was talking about. He noticed her eyes lingering on the redhead that was scared away from the compartment and the boy with the toad, both were looking less then stellar at the moment.

McGonagall left leaving most students standing close together whispering nervously, Harry and company excluded. Harry noticed the bushy hair of Hermione standing in the back alone. She no longer looked innocent with bags under her eyes and an edge in her look that showed him that she would absolutely not give up.

“How exactly do they sort us in houses?” Asked the redhead.

Harry smiled slightly and stepped away from Draco and the others. “There is nothing to worry about you only have to try on a hat that will send magic trough your head liquefying your brain should you be deemed unworthy.”

He was surprised to see almost all of them looking at him horrified, apparently not even most of the purebloods had been told exactly what they had to do to be sorted.

He was about to casually mention some examples of students that had died in their sorting when a bunch of ghosts streamed trough the wall. The accompanying screams from the already spooked students brought McGonagall rushing into the room with her wand raised.

The ghosts apologized for scaring the first years and McGonagall had to spend several minutes assuring some crying girls that the sorting wouldn’t liquefy their brains.

She finally got them moving out of the hall after giving one hysteric pureblood a magical oath that she wouldn’t die in her sorting.

Harry was amused that people were so gullible but had already seen the way that Wizards and Witches tended to believe many things simply because they were after all practicing magic, so who’s to say this and that doesn’t work too.

They walked in a line trough the great double doors of the Great hall. Harry immediately started scanning the tables looking for hot witches to “play” with. He did after all have to embrace his darkness and Hogwarts was ripe with young witches to do it with. He ignored the song as he eyed some very pretty gryffies.

His mind was brought back to the situation as he got a nudge in the side from Blaise. His name had just been called. He slowly strode towards the hat making sure that he looked his best, first impressions were very important.

He sat down and put the hat on and it immediately shouted Slytherin. He was quite pleased that there was no question about his place. He noticed that the entire hall had fallen silent until Draco started clapping which resulted in all of Slytherin roaring out their pleasure that they had Potter.

Out of the corner of his eyes he noticed that Dumbledore’s eyes weren’t twinkling anymore and that the Head of Slytherin house Severus Snape looked like he was ready to murder someone.

Harry sat down next to Draco with a pleased smile, he was were he wanted to be. An older boy sitting just a few seats away called out to him. “How did you get in Slytherin you are a half blood Potter!?”

Many of those around him rolled their eyes and it was clear to Harry that whoever this was did not have a high standing in Slytherin and wanted to pin Harry below him in the ranking because of his blood status.

Harry tensed his muscles slightly and Orochi slid out onto his hand hissing and showing of his fangs. The hall was busy with the sorting so only those sitting close to him even noticed. “I will make you a deal cur, you hide your pathetic face from me and Orochi won’t bite you.”

One of the guys sitting next to the now pale boy that had challenged him slapped him on the back. “There you go spouting shit again Higgs, you picked the wrong one this time.” He turned to Harry. “I am Marcus Flint the Quidditch Captain and anyone that can wave around a Boomslang like that is alright in my book.”

Harry inclined his head as thanks for the acknowledgment from one of the seniors in Slytherin house. He noticed Blaise sitting down next to him so the sorting must have finished while he scared Higgs off.

He looked towards the Head table. Albus Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, his arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see them all there. Harry wondered if anyone else was noticing the fact that he wasn’t twinkling anymore.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Thank you!"

Harry shook his head. No wonder so many thought the Headmaster mad if he spouted such nonsense regularly. The food arrived everywhere except in front of Harry where everything was empty.

Blaise looked over puzzled. “Why don’t you have any food?”

“Too easy to poison or drug my food or drink I only eat what is made from my own elf, besides Hogwarts cuisine is below par and I need more exquisite meals.”

Several Slytherins nearby blanched as they were eating wondering why they never even thought about the possibility of their food being laced with whatever Dumbledore wanted.

Dinky popped in and laid out the start of a meal in front of Harry once again with the crystal silverware. He was starting with a small salad.

Next to the plate was a smaller plate with small hors d'oeuvres which was meant to be eaten before the head course as well as a goblet of fine wine. Harry might be too young to drink much but a goblet for dinner was perfectly fine.

People from all over the hall was staring jealously, at least those that actually cared about wealth and power. And Harry was looking wealthy and powerful now which was part of what he was going for. Sure some would resent him for flaunting his wealth but most would respect him for the obvious power he held in having his own meal instead of Hogwarts meal. The sheep didn’t even know there was no rule against just that.

After finishing the salad he would be having a main course of Gnocchi with veal and black truffles. As a dessert he would be having a Crêpe Suzette.

Half way trough dinner Draco was moaning about the unfairness of Harry having such food whereas he had to eat what everyone else was eating. Harry was fairly amused as Draco would never have complained about his food if Harry had been eating the same thing.

“Simply have your own house elf make your meals if you can’t stand Hogwarts food Draco.”

Draco sulked. “Our house elf is a bit nutty I can’t trust him to come here he would shame the Malfoy name.”

“Whining doesn’t suit you.” Harry pointed out dryly. The rest of the meal the Malfoy heir kept silent and Harry wondered if he should point out that sulking suited him even less.

As Harry finished his dessert and wine Professor Dumbledore got to his feet again. The Hall fell silent.

"Ahem - just a few more words now we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you."

“First-years should note that the forest in the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore's eyes flashed in the direction of the two red-haired twins at the Gryffindor table.

"I have also been asked my Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used in the corridors. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch. And finally, I must tell you that this year; the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to anyone who does not wish to die a most painful death."

Harry sighed and shook his head. One of the older students asked him what was wrong.

“Declaring that there is something interesting in the third-floor corridor and telling us to stay away from it is going to have half the Gryffindor house trying to break in there in the morning.” Harry said exasperated.

The Slytherins laughed at that. “Maybe we will get rid of some of them then.” Flint said with a leer towards the Gryffindor table.

Harry shook his head. “Dumbledore may be eccentric but he is not dumb enough to not hold some sort of monitor over the corridor to warn him or the teachers when someone go there, anyone die and its his head on the stake.”

"And now before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore. Harry noticed that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed.

Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick as if he were trying to get a fly off the end and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself snake-like into words.

"Everyone pick their favourite tune," said Dumbledore, "and off we go!"
And the school bellowed well except the Slytherins:

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot."

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the red-haired twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand, and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest.

"Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"

Harry followed the Slytherin prefects as they started towards the Slytherin Common room, he was finally at Hogwarts!

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Authors Note:

Hermione is going to be important eventually in this story… well if I don’t get banned for the Hermione scene in any case.

Harry won’t go and become a new Voldemort… why? Well its simple he doesn’t want followers for one. He simply wants to feel powerful and be respected. Hard to be respected when everyone sees you as an ugly monster and pees their pants when you walk the street.

Sure he is twisted by the long use of dark magic since he was an even younger kid. But he doesn’t show it to the world, he has two sides. The public one and the Scary dark side he lets out to play when he wants it.

When I wrote this I just got the brilliant idea that Narcissa was happy the dark lord was gone and horny from never getting any from Lucius so she sent a picture to Harry getting off on the idea that the boy-who-lived would see it.

Mostly I did it because with Harry befriending Draco it’s just hilarious that his mother had sent that.


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Chapter: 3


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Harry kept at the back of the new Slytherins as they followed the prefects down the dungeons. After a few minutes they reached a wall which obviously held the entrance to the common rooms as the prefects stopped there. Harry having seen the fat lady that guarded the Gryffindor dorms was happy to see that you could not distinguish the Slytherin entrance from the walls, honestly what was the point of passwords and such if everyone knew where the door was anyway, they could just hide and listen.

“Alright this stretch of wall right here.” The prefect who was the Higgs fellow from earlier slapped a slab of rock. “Is the entrance to our Common room, remember to always whisper the password to prevent anyone from overhearing it. Also anyone giving out the password to another house will be severely punished.” He glared at them while the female prefect took over.

“The password will change once a week and the new one will be put on the notice board in the Common room so be sure to keep an eye out, if you’re locked out trough your own incompetence you can sleep on the cold dungeon floor.” She spoke in a cold clipped tone as she let her eyes roam over them. “The password for this week is Occamy.” As she said the password the wall slid open and she beckoned them to enter.

The entirety of Slytherin house was standing in the Common room waiting and the two prefects lined the first years up in front of them. The reason why became clear when Snape swept in the room just two minutes later.

He stared down each first year pausing slightly at Harry and Draco. “You have been chosen to represent the noble house of Slytherin and there are several things you must know.”

“Flint.” He barked.

Flint walked forward and Harry noticed that he seemed relatively relaxed which meant this was something that happened every year.

“Rule number 1. Never EVER fight, betray or humiliate another Slytherin outside of the Common room.” Flint recited.

“Montague.” Snape barked. Harry wondered if Snape always was such a pleasant person.

Another of the older Slytherins walked forward as Flint backed away.

“Rule number 2. Never get caught doing something you shouldn’t losing house points for being caught is a disgrace to our house.”

“Wilkes.” Yet another student this time female walked forward.

“Rule number 3. A Slytherin doesn’t fail, if you are failing a subject find a way to get an acceptable or transfer to Durmstrang. We. Do. Not. Fail.”

“Avery.” A 7th year wearing the head boy badge stepped forward.

“Rule number 4. Do not consort with Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs or mudbloods, Ravenclaw Purebloods and half-blood’s is the only acceptable allies to a Slytherin outside of the house.”

Snape nodded looking a bit pleased. Perhaps Avery was someone close to him; Harry pondered the possibilities to use that connection.

“Bulstrode.” Another 7th year stepped forward.

“Rule number 5. Always support another Slytherin if they are attacked or slandered, even enemies must stand together and show a strong united Slytherin.”

Snape nodded curtly and glared at the first years Harry in particular. “I will not have any of you tainting the name of Slytherin so you will make sure to not be an embarrassment or I will have your hides!”

With a nod to Avery to take over Snape swept from the Common room robe billowing.

Avery stepped over to the first years. “As Slytherin has more room then the other houses we share our rooms two and two. The girls rooms are that way.” He waved to the left. “Boys are to the right pick someone to room with and get out of my hair.” He wandered off as the first years hurried to their dorms.

Harry nodded to Draco and they both entered the first dorm finding a large room decorated green with silver fixings and two large desks and beds. Snakes were carved in the walls and ceiling all in all it was the perfect room for Harry.

He let Orochi go and explore as he undressed and slipped into his bed, before he pulled the curtains he nodded at Draco. “I will see you tomorrow.”

As he closed the curtains he immediately silenced them and put up a small ward that would immediately wake him if someone touched the curtains. With that done he set to disabling the listening charms placed in the room. His ring had started burning the second he stepped in and he didn’t know if Dumbledore had managed to tag the room while they were walking to the dungeons or if he simply tagged all Slytherin rooms. The Common room had not been tagged with any listening charms at all.

It took him several minutes to remove the charm he knew Dumbledore would know it was removed but he would be even more suspicious if he simply managed to make it hear nothing as dorm mates ought to talk at some point.

His last act before going to bed was transfiguring his bed into an even grander bed with the potter crest and gold snakes; he locked it with another parsel command so he wouldn’t have to transfigure it again when it eventually wore off.

He could hardly wait to see what tomorrow would bring; Hogwarts would never know what hit it.

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Albus Dumbledore sat back in his chair resting his aching back. He had run around for the past few days pulling every contact and ally he had to remain as Headmaster and Supreme Mugwump and had only barely managed it.

He had been counting on Harry Potter coming to Hogwarts to cheer him up but then that damn hat had put him in Slytherin which worried Albus immensely. He didn’t know what he feared the most, Harry being scarily similar to Tom Riddle or him spending all his time with children whose parents might want him dead.

He then had been forced to put Severus and Minerva at the task of re-arranging the class schedules to put Gryffindor and Slytherin together in all of the first year classes to show Harry the right kind of people. It had taken an hour before he had even convinced them to do it and they were still not happy about it.

And Harry had removed his listening charm he was sure it must have been Harry as the Malfoy heir was not likely to know about that kind of magic yet while Harry had shown a good aptitude for advanced magic.

The Slytherins were not roomed two and two because they had more space; no Albus had changed it into that way when he took over as Headmaster as the Slytherins could be vicious against each other.

As they generally warded their doors pretty well the only dangers were their room mates and it was a hassle to find the guilty in a room with 4 or more students. With two students the one not attacked was immediately the guilty which prevented the students from doing it at all as they were smart enough to realize that they would be caught.

He put weary hands on his face as he rehashed his regrets at ever putting Harry with the Dursleys; it was obvious now that it had given Harry a reason to join Slytherin as they were the only house that felt the same way. He prayed Harry would be able to rise above petty revenge issues and be what he should be, Albus needed his replacement as he did not have many years left.

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Harry´s ward warned him that someone was pulling aside his curtains and he immediately shot up and sent out a stunning spell at the small gap that was opening. He heard a small thud and got up keeping his wand on whoever it was that had dared to attempt to attack him.

He whispered a quiet tempus; it was 3 hours after midnight. He stepped outside the curtains having checked trough his lens if there was another attacker. There was no one but him and his attacker in the room, except for Draco snoring away in his bed.

“Lumos”

He was surprised seeing that it wasn’t Higgs here for revenge instead it was Wilkes the only female Snape had called out to give the rules. His eyes roamed the large breasts and the shapely butt as she lay on her side stunned. He must have a guardian angel watching over him because he got sent a late night snack Harry thought while snickering silently.

He lifted her into his bed with a levitation spell and climbed in after her closing the curtains and resetting the warding and silencing spells. He removed her clothes by hand enjoying seeing the skin on display and roaming his hands over it.

He spelled a globe of light to swim over them and admired her naked form. She was a fourth or 5th year and had long blonde hair reaching all the way down to her big nice rear. He caressed her face slowly with his wand going over her thick lips down her neck towards her rather large chest with two big nipples that he circled. He continued the trail downwards to her cleanly shaven cunt and was surprised to find a tattoo of a snake on her beautiful porcelain flesh. Not the usual thing for a Pureblood witch at all.

She was simply beautiful and Harry decided to have a different kind of fun tonight from what he usually does. It was his first day at Hogwarts as a student after all he was supposed to try new things. Besides Bondage had always sounded fun and this beauty was a Pureblood he would have to go to school with for at least another few years so he couldn’t damage her anyway.

With a flick of his wand he summoned several snakes and had them tie her wrists and ankles to the bedposts before he enervated her.

She opened large brown eyes blinking slowly as the light from the globe above shone down on her. She then took stock of the situation seeing herself naked tied up and staring at the smug smirk of the little boy she wanted to kill. “Let me go you little brat or you are going to suffer worse then anything you have ever experienced.” She yelled as she fought against the restraints.

“Hmm. Wilkes was it? You have a first name?” Harry said as he slowly traced a trail around the snake she had tattooed just above her slit with a hand.

“Fuck off half blood.” She said trough clamped teeth as her body was reacting to the soft caresses.

Harry laid down next to her his head next to one of her breasts. One of his hands was now slowly caressing her stomach and the other he put under her neck and it was dragging his nails softly over her skin. His head bent down over her nipple he breathed on it softly before speaking. “Why did you break trough the wards on the door and try to get in my bed Wilkes?”

She glared at him keeping her mouth firmly shut as the caresses was starting to get her body very hot, it didn’t help that she was into Bondage and that the silk sheets she was lying on felt really good on her naked body.

Harry smirked slightly oh he was enjoying this; he could smell the trace of fear and arousal mixing together. He let the hand on her stomach descend slowly caressing around the place she would really want it, sidestepping to her thighs tickling slightly before raking his nails across her inner thighs. His smirk widened as Wilkes wriggled for a second and he lowered his head even closer to her nipple almost touching it with his lips. “Just tell me why you where here and I will make you feel good Wilkes.”

“Drop dead Potter when I get out of this you will be expelled!”

Slowly he lowered his mouth over the nipple enjoying the shiver that ran trough her body when his tongue touched her. He rolled his tongue over the hardened nipple and sucked it in his mouth raking it with his teeth.

Harry used his wand that he had picked up behind his back by the hand that used to caress her neck and cast a charm that would prevent her from hearing him. He then turned his head away so she couldn’t see his lips move. “Orochi come slither over this girls leg then over her slit to between her breasts and stay there wriggling around a bit.”

He chuckled slightly as his annoyed snake made several remarks about Harry mating all the time and that he wasn’t a sex toy. He removed the charm and watched Wilkes as his black Boomslang slithered over her legs and moved against her cunt.

“WH-what are you doing Potter?” she screamed with wide eyes.

Harry bit down on her nipple exactly as Orochi started slithering over her slightly wet slit. Wilkes trying as hard as she could did not manage to stop a moan from escaping her. Orochi slithered up until his head was in the valley between her breasts then he stopped and lay in wait until his master would need something else. He still was covering Wilkes slit with his body and only the tip of his tail was hanging off her flesh.

Wilkes could not stop herself from starting to get considerably wet as Orochi kept moving slightly the friction against her slit making her lose more and more of her control. No matter how frightening the situation was she was a Slytherin and had a love for snakes so the entire situation was too erotic for her too handle.

“Wilkes. Do you want to answer my questions yet?” Harry said letting a finger caress the back of Orochi which pressed his body against her slit again.

Wilkes eyes fluttered and she opened her mouth before closing it again. Harry again followed the back of Orochi and she moaned loudly before giving up. “My name is Ariana Wilkes my uncle ordered me to kill you if you were sorted into Slytherin as you would be unprotected, he hates you for vanquishing the dark lord.”

Harry hummed as he waved Orochi away. He had expected people to be sour about that but not to such an extent and not on the first day. However she did tell him so he supposed he should give her what she wanted… eventually, he was enjoying this teasing thing way too much.

“You will find…” Harry moved down slowly kissing his way down her stomach. “That I…” He moved past her wet cunt and kissed and sucked on her inner thigh as his other hand caressed the other thigh. “Make a much better ally…” he moved down her leg to her feet where he slowly licked down to her toes before popping one in his mouth sucking on it. As he let the toe go and moved to another he finished his speech “Then an enemy.”

Ariana Wilkes watched with wide eyes and a shuddering body as an 11 year old boy was pleasuring her better then she had ever had without even touching any of the areas her boyfriend always went for. She of course did not know that although Harry usually used the girls he encountered he had made sure to know all about how to do it when not using the Imperio curse.

Harry popped the last toe out of his mouth his eyes aglow with excitement as he watched the shuddering sweating female in front of him that he had reduced to putty, it was not his usual means of taking control but he liked this way as well now.

He started to kiss his way up her legs taking care to move extremely slowly nipping at her flash raking his nails up and down her inner thighs as he still had only reached precisely over her ankles.

Ariana was moaning loudly now desperately wanting release. She felt like she should have cummed hours ago but these small touches and kisses only served to make her wetter and hornier without getting her off. She screamed in frustration as after 15 minutes of kissing her legs he jumped over her soaking cunt to kiss her stomach. “For Merlin’s sake Potter fuck me already!!” she snarled.

Harry smirked at her. “Sorry Ariana but you haven’t been good enough; I can’t really get you off if you are going to kill me as soon as I release you.”

Ariana snarled at him baring her teeth. “Give me my wand ill swear whatever you want.”

Suppressing an urge to cackle madly he put her wand in her hand while keeping his trained on her.

“I Ariana Dorsa Wilkes swear on my magic I will not attempt to hurt or kill Harry Potter as long as I am at Hogwarts so mote it be.”

“So mote it be.” Harry replied a tad disappointed she had enough sense still to contain the oath to her Hogwarts years. He took her wand back and went back to kissing her stomach.

Ariana trashed in her restraints her eyes filled with lust as she glared at him. “Stop teasing and get in my cunt already Potter you promised!”

Harry smacked his lips together mock disapproving “Not a good way for a proper Pureblood witch to be talking there now is it?”

“JUST FUCK ME!” Ariana roared.

Harry laughed. “Oh I will eventually sweetie.” He went back to what he was doing and stuck his tongue down her navel licking around before moving up licking his way to the undersides of her breasts at which he jumped over her breasts and started sucking on her neck.

Ariana was whimpering as she felt on fire her whole body, down to her toes nerve endings were screaming teetering on the edge but not getting there. “Please Potter please just fuck me.” She begged.

Harry put his face over hers staring into her eyes seeing the utter capitulation the singlehanded wish to have him take her. He smirked. “Oh well I guess I can start to get serious then.”

He slid down her body until he was staring at her puffy soaking wet lips. “Just remember that you begged for it.” He taunted before ramming three fingers up to the knuckles in her cunt while flicking her clit with his thumb. He almost cummed himself as she almost crushed his fingers while screaming such a primal roar of pleasure. Her fluids were shooting out and he laughed out loud as he watch her trash about.

Ariana didn’t know what to feel about the fact that she had begged this little half blood runt to fuck her, but he was so much better then her boyfriend she couldn’t even compare the pleasure. When he rammed his fingers into her she lost her eyesight she only saw white as every little molecule of her body screamed in orgasm as the pleasure built up finally was released in one monstrous full body cum. She could hear Potter laughing as her throat constricted from the screams she couldn’t hold back. She was trashing wildly against her restraints she couldn’t even remember the name of her boyfriend as pleasure wilder then anything she had ever felt wracked her body.

Harry was not content to just watch and as she was pretty wet he decided to have a taste. He bent over and slowly started sucking on her lips his tongue flicking out and tasting the juices. He had never bothered doing this with the muggle toys but he found the taste quite pleasant and dove in pressing his nose against her clit as he sucker on her hole.

Ariana was finally coming down from her high when Potter suddenly attached himself to her cunt and she immediately cummed again tears flowing down her cheeks as she cried and laughed at the same time when her body moved out of her control to trash again.

Harry after deciding he had tasted enough backed off and watched the now lethargic girl hanging in her restraints covered in sweat and her own juices. Her eyes were lidded and her breathing came short and erratic. It was time for him to get his own orgasm and he would use her nice bum for it. He turned her around using his wand and slapped her nice bum a couple of times enjoying the quiet moans emanating from Wilkes as he did.

He bent over and slowly licked her cheeks down to her hole which he coated generously with his saliva by licking for several minutes. When he deemed it enough he enlarged his dick to 7 inches as he didn’t want to go quite as big as he usually enlarged it as the hole was a lot smaller then the mouths he had used.

Ariana didn’t even notice being flipped over until she felt a smack on her ass and noticed that her face was facing the bed. She moaned as she felt another and had a small orgasm as he tongued her ass. Her boyfriend had never done anything like that and she found she liked it. When he put his dick in her ass she moaned even louder, he was so big much bigger then what she would have pictured from an 11 year old.

She had lost her ass virginity to her boyfriend but he was equipped so badly that it hadn’t felt like much, but this, this was divine! He fucked her hard and fast for no more then two minutes before she felt him spurt inside her triggering another orgasm for herself. She would have liked more but he had been getting her off for quite awhile without doing anything to himself.

As he moved off her she slowly feel asleep as she was too satisfied to even think.

Harry cried out in pleasure as he cummed in her tight ass. As he pulled out he vanished the snakes holding her in place and was surprised to see her immediately settling down and falling asleep. He fucking loved magic… No way would he have been able to do something like this as a muggle 11 year old, hell his parts wouldn’t be usable enough without magic. He would not have the knowledge on the female anatomy as thoroughly examined without what he had done with his muggle twin toys.

He shrugged and laid down next to her making sure to hide her wand while his was secured at his wrists so she couldn’t curse him when she woke up. He would have to try more of this non Imperio sex it was quite fun. Not only that but now he had diffused someone trying to kill him making it impossible for her to try and get him while at Hogwarts. His last thought before falling asleep was wondering what Ariana would tell her uncle as her reason for backing off.

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Ariana stretched slowly as she woke up before freezing as she remembered the disastrous and at the same time amazing night. She slapped herself for being so weak as to agree to a magical oath what the hell would she tell her uncle… Forget that what would she tell her boyfriend as there was no way she would ever go back to his sub-par fucking, she would have to find a new guy.

She noticed the fluids that covered her and grimaced, she reached for her wand and noticed it wasn’t anywhere in sight. So she turned around and poked Potter in the chest. She raised her hands in defence as he woke up and with a swift move had his wand at her throat. “Easy Potter I just want my wand back.”

He grinned at her cheekily and slowly checked her out and Ariana couldn’t help but blush slightly at that. He gave her his wand back and whistled when she turned her back to him. She closed her eyes suppressing the urge to curse him, and then she thought of how it felt to have him lick and fuck that arse and blushed again. She cleaned the fluids of and stepped out of the bed grabbing her clothes and started to clothe herself.

Right at that moment Draco pulled his curtains aside and stepped out yawning, he stopped and his eyes bugged out as he saw Ariana Wilkes the admittedly hottest girl in Slytherin naked and getting dressed while Harry sat naked in his bed.

She sent him a glare that spoke of death if he said anything and then she swept out of the room. Draco slowly turned towards Harry who somehow looked pristine and was clothed.

“You are my god!” he blurted out. “How in Merlin’s name did you get her of all people to sleep with you? You’re eleven!”

Harry smirked. “Her Uncle told her to kill me so she snuck in here last night.”

Draco looked around the room as if looking for someone else there who could explain this to him, finding no one he turned to Harry again. “How does that end up with her naked if she wanted to kill you!?”

Harry raised an eyebrow and picked up Orochi letting him slink around his arm. “I convinced her otherwise.”

Draco closed his eyes trying to understand what the hell kind of world he had woken up in before remembering something he knew from social gatherings last year. “Higgs is going to HATE you she’s his girlfriend.”

Harry laughed slightly wholly unconcerned. “Not any more.” He walked towards the door. “You coming?”

Draco shook his head “I can’t shower with a spell like you, I need to clean up.”

Harry nodded. “See you at the breakfast table then Draco.”

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Harry arrived at the Slytherin table amused to find Ariana Wilkes sitting on the other side of the table then Terence Higgs; she must have dumped him the second she came down. Blaise and Daphne were already sitting at the table and as he sat down next to them Daphne handed him a timetable. “Snape already went around and handed them out, we have all our lessons with the Gryffindors.” She made a face clearly displeased by that.

Harry chuckled. “Ah sorry about that, probably a measure to make sure I am not totally influenced by the evil snakes.” He waved mockingly at the head table earning himself a frigid glare from Snape.

Harry read his timetable it seemed like today was Charms and Transfiguration for him; the others had History of Magic as well. “Draco will be down shortly to go with you guys to History of magic.”

Daphne chucked a muffin at him which he nabbed out of the air and “accidentally” hit Higgs with it. Higgs just glared at him so he obviously had no idea why Wilkes had broken up with him.

Blaise rolled his eyes and grabbed Daphne’s arm before she could chuck another. “You could do what he did and study 7 years of History and take the tests early.” He pointed out dryly.

She huffed “As if I could stand that.” She turned towards Harry. “By the way why are you here so late? You didn’t strike me as the type to sleep in.”

Harry shrugged as he outlined what he wanted for breakfast to Dinky whom he had called while Blaise and Daphne talked. “I was up most of the night.”

Daphne looked curious while Blaise looked as indifferent as he did at the start of the conversation. Harry wondered if Blaise would show emotion if he cursed him.

“Ask Draco if you really want to know.” Harry said with a slight smirk. They probably wouldn’t believe Draco anyway, it was slightly unbelievable after all.

Just as Draco rushed into the hall Daphne and Blaise picked up their things and headed off to History of Magic stopping to grab Draco by the robes and dragging him with them.

“Hey I’m hungry!” he whined.

Harry tossed him a muffin and he caught it deftly sighing as he followed the rest of the students heading to class.

Harry took his time eating his breakfast watching the hall empty as most students had some sort of class, apparently most of the upper years had no class until just before lunch as the only one except him still left in the hall was them.

That meant he had time for a side project of his that he had been slowly been fiddling with. The Potion he would submit to attain Potions Mastery if he ever managed to finish it. He was intending for it to cure the Longbottoms and any other victims of overexposure to the Cruciatus curse. Not only would that give him very good press but he would be helping two of the very few people who had called his parents family.

Finishing his meal and calling Dinky to clean up he headed for the dungeons to look for a suitable place to set up a secret potions lab, he was still a year or two away from completing the potion and that was if all went to plan. It might take 10 years if he hit a really big snag somewhere.

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He joined up with the others when it was time for Charms; he had not managed to find a suitable location yet as most of the Dungeon was either in use as storage or too close to Snape to be good hiding places.

He noticed that Daphne and Blaise seemed to pay extra much attention to him so Draco had obviously told them, they seemed sceptical though and Harry was amused by the annoyed expression on Draco’s face from having his friends think he was having them on.

As they all shuffled in the charms room Daphne went to sit with Tracey Davis and Theodore Nott while Harry sat with Draco and Blaise. The desk next to them was occupied by Hermione the chubby kid that “lost” his toad and the Weasley.

Flitwick took roll and they soon found themselves writing down the goals of the course and what they would be doing this year. Half the class had gone by before he even started teaching something but Harry enjoyed the class anyway, there was simply something about Flitwick´s teaching that made you enjoy yourself.

Weasley managing to knock himself out while trying to perform lumos was indeed very enjoyable. Hermione easily performed the spell and spent the rest of the class trying as stealthily as possible to scope every male out. She certainly spared no time in listing potential suspects Harry thought approvingly. His little mudblood experiment seemed to be going well.

Harry almost choked when Draco started twitching wondering why the mudblood was staring at his crotch. Hermione was not very subtle in her observations.

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After lunch they had Transfiguration where McGonagall again proved that she was a stiff as she lectured them and threatened them as soon as class began that if they did any tomfoolery she would toss them out of the subject. Harry doubted anything short of murder would have him thrown out as Dumbledore needed him.

Harry had no problems with transfiguring his matchstick to a needle and received 20 points for the trouble. He then went around and coached the other Slytherins and managed to get them all to achieve it by the end of the class. Not a single Gryffindor did. That’s saying something as Crabbe and Goyle even managed in the end.

“Why did you help us all?” Parkinson asked suspicious of his motives as they left the class.

Harry snorted. “I didn’t do it for any of you lot, did you see the look on McGonagall’s face as she had to give us all points while not a single gryff managed the transfiguration. That’s enough for a Patronus memory I believe.”

Mollified Pansy moved back to the only person who could stand being around her, Millicent Bulstrode the little sister of Arcturus Bulstrode. They looked very much alike… which made Millicent one large ugly girl of the kind only a mother could love.

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They had no more classes that day they so they went back to the common room to play some chess as they had no homework having managed to complete the transfiguration of the matchstick.

Harry´s chess set was a big hit and the Slytherins gathered around and watched as he trounced Draco and Blaise. Daphne was off having girl talk with Davis.

Terence Higgs suddenly loomed over the chess set. “You are bloody daring for a firstie you fucker.” Harry grinned mentally on the outside he was perfectly calm.

Several of the older Slytherins grinned as they got ready to watch a fight, that they thought would be a sound beating of an arrogant firstie.

Harry just stared up at Higgs a condescending smile on his lips. “Just because I have the balls as a firstie to do something better then you can it doesn’t mean I am daring.”

Higgs knuckles whitened as he raised his wand holding it tightly. “You fucking stole my girlfriend you little prick, I don’t know what magic you did but there is no way an 11 year old is a better lay then me.”

Silence stretched over the common room as Ariana Wilkes hid her face in her hands wishing that she was anywhere else. Slowly the Slytherins figured out why Ariana had broken up with Higgs at the breakfast table that morning and they stared incredulously at Harry.

“Draco was telling the truth? You really did sleep with Wilkes?” Daphne blurted out.

Higgs looked furious as several of the older Slytherins started snickering. His prowess being bested by a firstie was a serious damper on his reputation. Slytherins didn’t care about age, just the fact the little shit managed to bag the hottest girl from an older guy would gain him a lot of credit.

Enraged he attacked. “Petrificus Totalus” he shouted missing completely as Harry had been waiting and had rolled out of the way the second Higgs started on an incantation. Pretty pathetic anyway to start with that low of a curse for a 5th year Slytherin Harry thought.

“Confundo” Harry said calmly. Several Slytherins laughed as Higgs was caught by the confundus charm. You did not always have to use general curses to win a fight.

Higgs staggered and blinked owlishly as he tried to ascertain who his target was now again and what to do. He was way to slow now that he was confounded.

“Incarcerous” Thick ropes bound Higgs and he fell to the floor still confused as to what he was doing. Harry slowly walked over to his downed foe and aimed at his right hand, a quick switching spell later and Terence Higgs had his dick as a right hand and a hand down his pants.

The Slytherins were laughing their asses off and there was a lot of pointing and mocking of him while several students patted Harry on the back saying Higgs have had it coming for a long time.

A lot of the older Slytherin girls were badgering a blushing Ariana Wilkes who apparently was refusing to give any details at all. After awhile everyone started to head to bed and no one bothered to help Higgs out so he was left laying on the floor until the next day.

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Ariana Wilkes sat by the desk in her dorm room, parchment and quill lying in front of her. She had been planning to make up a good lie to convince her uncle that Potter was too protected to attack.

She had broken up with Terence the minute she spotted him at the breakfast table but without giving him a reason as to why. Terence had been upset but had no one to blame so he took it decently.

Then that snit Parkinson overheard Malfoy telling his friends about her and Potter in their History of Magic class. She told Millicent Bulstrode who told her brother Arcturus Bulstrode who used it to tease Terence with and now the entire Slytherin house knew.

At least the rest of the houses wouldn’t find out. Slytherin business stayed Slytherin business. But any shot at lying to her uncle was gone as the kids would tell their parents who moved in the same circles as Graham Wilkes, brother to her late father who was killed shortly after the dark lord fell.

She could always claim that she was getting close to the kid so that they could use him or something but that might make her uncle order her to keep sleeping with him…

No matter how good it had been Ariana was not interested in fucking an 11 year old, she was still a 4th year however so she had a few years until he got older. She couldn’t hurt or kill him but that didn’t mean she couldn’t spy or use him.

However Parkinson and Malfoy had no such protection. She smirked coldly as she started plotting revenge against the two big mouths that had revealed everything. They would understand that one did not gossip about Ariana Wilkes…

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The next morning Harry woke up early and dragged Draco out of bed. As Draco kept whining about there being no reason to be up so early Harry just told him that he would find that what they would see was worth it.

As Draco and Harry ate they were soon joined by the rest of the Slytherins and the Great hall started to fill up. The Gryffindor table was completely empty and Draco was grinning as he wondered what Harry had done to them.

15 minutes later the gryffs started to sneak into the hall all dressed in green and their ties hissing at everything. The Slytherins started to applaud the gryffies for their fine choice of wearing Slytherin colours.

“How did you do that? I know you were never near the Gryffindor tower yesterday.” Draco exclaimed while grinning at the sullen looking Gryffindors.

“Dumbledore brought me to Hogwarts early for a tour and I spent the night in the Gryffindor dorms. I spelled it with several time activated triggers so that the second day they would activate if several keywords were mentioned.” They were also locked in by parsel magic and would stay up unless Dumbledore entered the common room in that case they would disperse themselves. It had been a bitch to set them to recognize Dumbledore’s magic but he had succeeded. He didn’t want Dumbledore to be able to investigate his parsel magic as he was one of the few who might actually be able to do something about it.

“What are the keywords?” Daphne asked as she laughed when Weasley´s tie tried to strangle him.

“Slytherin, Snape, snake, slimy, greasy, Dumbledore and a few more like that. All of them resulting in change of clothes hair and such.” Harry remarked casually eyeing Hermione who was looking over at the Slytherins while writing something on a pad of notes… that girl really could not be worse at being sneaky.

“I also spelled the toilets to flood every 23rd use and to refuse to flush every 14th use. The showers refuse to give hot water every 3rd time so there will be fights between dorm mates about who gets hot water showers and who gets the cold one.”

Draco shook his head a full smirk on his face. “You really are my god, first shagging Wilkes and now putting a prank on the entire Gryffindor dorms and cursing Higgs. We have hardly even started the year yet.”

Daphne made a noise as of an angered cat as Draco brought up the Wilkes “incident” she had been disgusted that Wilkes would prey on an 11 year old. Harry had to work hard not to burst out laughing when she would tell her friends how Wilkes had stolen his innocence.

Draco smirked at her. “Jealous much Greengrass?”

Blaise and Harry both shook their heads at the stupidity of their friend as Daphne shot Draco a look so withering that it almost frightened Harry. Draco would pay for that one when they were alone in the common room again.

If there was something Harry had figured out about his newly acquired friends it was to not piss off Daphne as she had a temper and a tendency to aim for the crotch.

Daphne was about to start a tirade on a suddenly pale Draco when Blaise coughed and with a flick of his head indicated McGonagall heading towards them with Snape in tow. Daphne immediately calmed down and Draco sat up straight sending Blaise a thankful look.

McGonagall stopped in front of them Snape glaring hard at Harry. “Mr. Potter what have you done to Gryffindor house?” the stern witch said looking disapprovingly at him.

Harry gazed up at the two Professors. “Me, Professor?” he looked over at the Gryffindor table plastering a surprised look on like this was the first time he had even noticed something was off. “I haven’t done anything Professor; I have not been near any Gryffindors except for class.”

Snape sneered making it clear that he didn’t believe Harry for a second but he kept quiet, it was obvious that as long as Harry wasn’t caught he would not take points from Slytherin.

McGonagall’s thin lips were pressed even harder together. “You slept in the Gryffindor dorms before the students arrived Mr. Potter.”

Harry raised an eyebrow. “Then if it is me behind it shouldn’t something have happened back then? You surely aren’t suggesting that I can perform magic advanced enough to cover that time period?”

McGonagall looked flustered. She couldn’t pin it on him and she knew she couldn’t but she clearly believed it to be him. Unfortunately for her no one would believe he could do that as just a firstie, he had after all only taken early tests in subjects that did not require a wand.

“We have class in a few minutes Professor is that all?” Harry said politely but dismissively. McGonagall rushed back to the head table Snape following whispering something to her to which she shook her head.

Blaise shook his head slowly. “You are going to get in trouble eventually if you talk like that to Professors.” He watched as McGonagall spoke with Dumbledore who had a wrinkle on his forehead as he looked deep in thought.

Harry shrugged not really caring. “They won’t make a move until they are sure they can get me.”

Blaise and Daphne shared a look as Harry dragged Draco to class. Something was up between Harry Potter and Dumbledore and whatever it was Harry obviously thought it would keep Dumbledore from punishing him.

They were true Slytherins though so they would observe and keep themselves neutral until an opportunity that was worthy enough for commitment could emerge. If Harry already was strong enough to push Dumbledore around then maybe he was someone to stay close to.

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DADA lessons were a joke and not a single Slytherin even bothered paying attention after listening to Quirrel stutter his way trough the first 10 minutes. Slytherins usually already had a good knowledge of first year curses and hexes anyway.

Herbology was next but reminded Harry enough of gardening for the Dursleys that he let Draco handle the plants while he wrote down what the teacher was saying. The other Slytherins trooped off for 2 hours of Potions as Harry disillusioned himself and walked off to see if he could find a good room for potions.

He found a couple of good rooms but nothing quite up to spec of what he would need. As he used the Cruciatus plenty on animals for the research for the potion he could not be anywhere where someone could easily find him.

Harry stayed out after curfew keeping up the search knowing that the rest of the Slytherins wouldn’t care that he was out as long as he didn’t get caught.

As he walked trough a passageway he had found behind a painting he heard a soft sound ahead of him, he stuck his head out of the exit which was a long dusty old curtain. He noticed a cat walking down the corridor its back to him.

Harry knew that the caretaker had a cat that he had heard older students complain about. He smirked and aimed his wand before hesitating. If he used magic on the cat there might be a bit too many questions of a situation where he was not accounted for in the dorm rooms.

He solved that by taking aim at the ceiling above the cat, they were in an old part of the castle and he had seen a few very weak looking walls around here. It would not be out of the question that the roof had simply collapsed, and a magical imprint didn’t last long in stone while it lasted quite some time on flesh.

Knowing a cat would hear him if he made a single peep he sent the blasting spell wordlessly. The spell hit the roof and a massive chunk of it was simply torn apart and fell down crushing the cat before it realized it was in danger. Harry wished he could have played with it some but tossing about Crucio´s in the hallways no matter if at a desolate place of the castle just wasn’t wise.

Harry whistled in appreciation of the destruction before moving off silently in case someone had been anywhere near and would come to investigate. Harry was disappointed that yet again he had not found a suitable room but to kill something had put him in a better mood even though it was just the caretaker’s stupid cat.

Harry had never run into Filch before or Mrs. Norris so he had no idea that the cat had looked nothing like Mrs. Norris. Nor did he know that Minerva McGonagall was a cat animagus and sometimes patrolled the school in her form.

Crushed under the rocks now lay the deputy head of Hogwarts not what Harry had intended and something that would put way more light on Hogwarts then Harry was comfortable with.

Lucky for him the one who would be the most uncomfortable with the spotlight on Hogwarts would not be him but Albus Dumbledore.

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Authors Note:

Yeah I killed off McGonagall… I simply never liked her at all and she was not very necessary in this story as transfiguration isn’t a subject Harry will care much about having already been able to transfigure large things like his bed.

Ariana Wilkes is an OC that will not really matter much but Harry needed someone to play with so hence I made her. Slytherin doesn’t really have many people older then Harry named in canon so I made up one from a death eater that died after Voldemort fell.

Years for those that I pretty much made up here:

Ariana Wilkes female 4th year.

Arcturus Bulstrode male 7th year older brother to Millicent Bulstrode.

Valoran Avery male 7th year Head boy father is a friend of Snape´s.

Was I nice to Higgs?

Harry not using the Imperio this time for pleasure is because of a couple of reasons. 1. He was in control anyway making her beg him. 2. She is a Slytherin Pureblood and it would be unwise to mess with their heads too much. 3. He can’t use the unforgivables too much at school as he is worried about someone seeing him and reporting it, something that would be very hard to explain away, he isn’t stupid.

I had these 3 chapters pretty much written already it was just to spell check and put them up. Chapter 4 is half done and will take probably a week more.


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Chapter: 4


I have taken the time to check my reviews to see if there is something I have written that no one understands yet, apparently you like most thing so far so that’s good. This is a story that I hope will improve my writing as I haven’t done much before and English is not my first language.

One review said that he couldn’t understand why Harry suddenly hates muggles because of dark magic. I am sorry if it isn’t explained enough but I hardly thought I needed it.

Harry grew up with muggles beating and starving him (Dursleys) being hunted for sport by a gang (Piers and Co.) looked at like filth from the neighbours etc. His experience is that muggles are bad. Then he finds out that he is special and enters a magical world where a lot of the information he gets point at muggles as inferior. He reads history books painting the cruelty of muggles before the statue of secrecy it is no wonder he hates muggles… He has never met or had any good information on muggles before.

As for him being cruel all of a sudden I am sure I explained it albeit shortly. He started practicing dark magic too soon. Draco and such dark families don’t start until after they started Hogwarts and they start small.

Harry pretty much dived into the dark arts from 7-8 and moved to the Unforgivables pretty fast and since his magical and mental defences hadn’t evolved enough yet the dark arts influenced him pretty badly. So I didn’t just make him cruel and muggle hating trough deux ex machine sorry if its misunderstood but I feel it was self explanatory about the muggles and did explain the danger for someone so young using the dark arts.

Anyway here’s another chapter and you get the consequences of McGonagall’s death something I did because I would stop writing if I had to rehash canon 1st year which was the single most boring year, especially as no matter how I thought of it Harry wouldn’t care about the stone or saving it for that matter. He is not like Voldemort seeking Immortality and besides he has no contact with Hagrid.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter if I did Harry would stop being a bitch and take control.

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The morning after his little excursion in the dungeons Harry slept in and arrived late at breakfast. He made his way over to Draco who had saved him a seat. As he sat down he scanned the Slytherin table narrowing his eyes as he picked up on the general uneasiness that the Slytherin students held. He watched the other tables and noticed that except for some older Ravenclaws everyone else was acting normally.

He turned to Draco. “Something happen that I miss?”

“What do you mean?”

Harry´s eyes roamed the silent Slytherin table again before locking eyes with Draco with a raised eyebrow. Draco flushed slightly a bit embarrassed he hadn’t understood. “Something wrong with the teachers they all look very serious.” Ah no wonder the gryffs and puffs are the ones going on mostly as usual; they weren’t as good as picking up on such things as Slytherins and Ravenclaws.

Harry looked over at the head table and agreed that they did look very serious like something monumental had happened; some of them looked like they had been crying. He wondered what it could be as Snape, McGonagall and Dumbledore all seemed to be away and dealing with whatever problem there was. He hardly thought the death of Mrs. Norris was worth all that attention so it must be something else.

He shrugged and called for Dinky to bring him his breakfast, whatever had happened it would become clear eventually.

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Albus Dumbledore leaned against the cold dungeon wall feeling every one of his years as he watched Severus remove one of his dearest friends from under the rubble.

He had brushed off the fact that she hadn’t arrived for their usual evening tea to discuss the latest day as her being busy with the pranks set up in the Gryffindor Common room she did after all take her head duties very seriously.

When Argus Filch had come rushing up to his office just as Dumbledore was leaving for breakfast he could never in a lifetime had expected that he had found Minerva dead, killed by a collapsed roof. He had immediately sent a Patronus message to Severus and together they followed Filch to a hardly used part of the Dungeons. After seeing the scene it was with a heavy heart that Albus sent Filch to inform the faculty and make sure that no students made their way down to the scene.

He couldn’t believe this had happened, Minerva was an accomplished master of Transfiguration she should have easily been able to transfigure the rocks to pillows with just a flick of her wrist, had she lost her reflexes with age or was this an assassination on one of his faculty? Albus mind ran a mile a minute as numbness set in, Minerva had been his closest confidant and most avid supporter it felt wrong that she would not be there to bounce ideas off anymore.

Tears ran down his cheeks and into his beard as Severus gently lowered the bloody body of Minerva McGonagall onto the floor and slowly started to cast spells to determine if she had been cursed or hexed. Albus had been around Severus quite often this last decade and he had only seen Severus face this white and his eyes so murderous when he found out about Lily Potter’s death. Minerva although she fought with Severus often was one of the few people Severus respected and enjoyed being around.

Severus finished his diagnostics and straightened. “There is no evidence that she was hit by a curse, hex or jinx Headmaster. I can’t say if the roof collapse was natural or not as the ambient magic running trough Hogwarts prevents an accurate reading of the stone.”

Albus nodded wearily, he had already tried to scan the stone as well with no success. “This can’t just be an accident she is… she was too skilled for this to happen.”

Severus nodded and turned his eyes to the corpse of his colleague with a slight grimace. “Even though I can find no evidence supporting foul play I daresay that no mere fall of stone would kill Minerva, Quirrel comes to mind as a suspect...” Severus seemed to have recovered slightly as his tone went back to his usual silky snideness.

Albus winced hearing the snide tone of his Potions Master who had told him that allowing Quirrel to stay when he was obviously linked to Voldemort was asking for trouble. “I need Quirrel to get Harry moving on the correct path of protecting the stone and standing up to Tom.”

Severus looked disbelieving but knew that his opinion in that matter had already been discarded countless of times. He had a feeling Albus was steering the wheel with blinds on that protected him from anything painting Potter in a bad light. Severus had served a dark lord and spent the last decade under the lord of guilt trips and he was at this point only out to make sure he outlived both fools so he simply kept quiet.

Albus slowly sat down on the stone floor next to Minerva and took her hand in his silently begging her for forgiveness, sometimes the greater good took large sacrifices but it was all worth it if Harry grew up to follow his role of leader of the light. It had to be worth it.

“Severus the students should be at lunch now please go inform them about Minerva’s death and cancel all classes for the next few days then go floo the Ministry they will want to get involved in this I fear.” The question would be how involved the Ministry would get…

Severus nodded. “And you Headmaster?”

Albus shook his head sadly. “I will stay here; bring whoever the ministry sends down here will you?”

Severus moved reluctantly down the corridor somehow if he announced it her death would be more real. He was an admittedly cruel vindictive bastard but he did not wish death upon everyone and someone like Minerva did not deserve this end.

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Harry was enjoying a scrumptious meal as he sat with Draco, Daphne and Blaise and listened to their discussion about Quidditch something that he had no interest in to Draco’s utter horror. Apparently as a Potter he was supposed to be amazing at Quidditch and he owed it to Slytherin to play, Harry had simply listened attentively to Draco’s pitch of why he should play before telling him that he should try himself instead of badgering him. They also speculated in the reason to why Potions and Transfiguration classes had been cancelled for the morning.

Harry heard the chatter of the hall quiet and turned away from the discussion to see why. Snape was striding trough the hall heading for the head table looking grim and Harry knew that whatever had occupied the teachers would be announced now.

As he reached the table he turned and looked out at the hall. “In an accidental collapse of a corridor in the lower dungeons Minerva McGonagall died this morning, as such all classes will be cancelled indefinitely. Heads of houses will escort their students back to the Common rooms and perform a head count to make sure they are all present, Aurora Sinistra will take care of the Gryffindors until a new head of house is declared.”

The entire student body stared at Snape in shock before the dam burst and the Gryffindors fell apart the girls crying as several of the boys seemed to be in shock, the Weasley twins among those.

Harry on the other hand was in shock for another much more important reason. He had royally screwed up. He had been so excited to be at Hogwarts that he had let go of almost all caution. Had he taken the time to study all the teachers and their habits something like this would not have happened. There was no chance that there were two collapses so that means that cat had to have been McGonagall.

He realized what a setback this would be, not only would everyone be extremely nosy and inquisitive the rest of the year but the Ministry would probably butt in on Hogwarts as McGonagall was well respected in almost all circles of the magical world. Harry had failed to act as a true Slytherin, he had succumbed to his feelings and had gone off and done something because he felt like it without having any facts beforehand. He had rushed into something like a bloody Gryffindor for Merlin’s sake!

He inwardly cursed he had just created a slew of problems for himself, he would have to fly under the radar now which meant no use of the Unforgivables or dark arts at all this year, unless in an emergency. How could he have been so stupid as to take everything so easy not thinking about the consequences if he screwed up.

The Slytherins followed Snape down to their Common room where they were counted before Snape left warning them that anyone leaving the Common room for any reason except being on their death bed would have detention the rest of their lives.

Harry stared silently into the fire his friends leaving him alone thinking that he perhaps had been close to their Transfiguration Professor in some way when in actuality he was the one that killed her.

He did not feel any shame over taking a life… No his problem was the fact that he had been so careless as to kill the deputy head when doing something big like that was the last thing he wanted. He was just killing a damn cat for Merlin’s sake how could he fuck up so badly, how could he be so pathetically stupid as to go off half cocked.

Harry was one of the last Slytherins to head to bed as he sat up plotting what he would have to do and how he would get ahead from now on. He would make sure to gather information this time for sure he needed no more mistakes like that, he did not think he could make Minister of Magic out of Azkaban.

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The next few days all students were stuck in their dorms while Ministry personnel went trough all of Hogwarts making sure there would be no more accidents and that no part of the castle would kill any students. The Minister wanted there to be no chance that any pureblood Slytherins would die down in the dungeons as their parents where holding the Galleons he needed.

This gave Dumbledore problems as no matter what he had to say in the matter the Ministry was adamant that he had to move the philosopher’s stone away from Hogwarts. He tried to convince Dawlish, the Auror leading the delegation that the stone could only be protected at Hogwarts.

Dawlish had shut him down completely making it clear that no matter what was said his superiors would NOT allow a Cerberus in a school of children. The minute the Aurors had found the Cerberus Dumbledore had in essence lost control of Hogwarts as he had informed neither the Ministry nor the board of governors of what he was hiding away in the school and they were not amused.

Amelia Bones having a niece in her first year at Hogwarts came personally to chew Dumbledore out. She made it clear to him that several Aurors would be stationed at Hogwarts the year out making sure no more problems popped up as well as investigating the demise of McGonagall. When Dumbledore protested claiming it was an accident Bones had told him that his word was not enough in this matter. Not anymore. She also explained that the Ministry experts examining the castle had concluded it was very unlikely for the roof to have fallen on its own. So as there were doubts they would be investigating the teachers and the students of the school.

The straw that broke Dumbledore’s back was when one of the Aurors an old veteran named Cooper had begun questioning Quirrell finding his stuttering and twitching very suspicious. When Cooper threatened to bring Veritaserum into the questioning Quirrel had drawn his wand and shot a killing curse in Cooper’s face to the astonishment to the other teachers that had been in the hall. Quirrell had hissed at them and if not for a fast summoning charm from Flitwick the second killing curse would have hit Severus Snape. Who would spend the rest of the year looking behind his back for fear of his old master popping up and killing him.

After a short duel with Gawain Robards, John Dawlish and Filius Flitwick who all had been in the great hall at that moment, Quirrel was killed by a Reducto to the chest from Robards. Flitwick had been forced to stay a day in the hospital wing after receiving a nasty gash on his head. The only thing that went well for Dumbledore with that encounter was that they had been so busy checking their injuries that no one but Severus had seen the shadow that had fled Hogwarts.

Dumbledore did not want to have to answer questions about why he didn’t notice one of his teachers being possessed by Voldemort. Particularly since he did know and let it go on to test Harry Potter.

Amelia Bones had been livid and Dumbledore had been slightly afraid she would pull her wand on him for a moment. What happened was worse then that… The Minister and the board of governors put him on a leash, any appointment or decision he made could not be completed until the governors Okayed it. Also the group of Aurors that were to be stationed at Hogwarts would change heads from Dawlish, (an Auror Dumbledore figured he would be able to manipulate easily.) to Gawain Robards who held no love for Dumbledore and would do his job regardless what Dumbledore said.

And trough all this Dumbledore had to find a Transfiguration teacher as well now a DADA teacher. He was almost tempted to give the DADA position to Severus and bring Slughorn back as the Potions teacher. But he needed Severus and the DADA curse would take care of him before his use was up and that could not be allowed to happen.

He had been forced to beg the Ministry of Magic for one of the Aurors that were going to be stationed at Hogwarts to teach DADA the rest of the year. He received John Dawlish who had been switched out as head of the group because the Ministry had not believed he would stand up well enough against Dumbledore.

Dawlish had received Outstandings on all of his Newts and would probably be a much better teacher then Quirrell ever was. Dumbledore would have rather kept someone teaching as bad as Quirrell as he did not want Harry to become to powerful in DADA too quickly, he didn’t want him to let it get to his head as Albus himself had fallen in his youth.

Eventually six days after finding Minerva dead the students were let out again as they had managed to scramble together the staff and settle the Auror delegation.

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Harry had spent the last six days going over in his head what he needed to change to have a successful year. First of all he would have to wait until holidays where he was out of Hogwarts before performing any dark magic as from what he had read in the prophet Hogwarts would be crawling with Aurors the rest of the year.

The Slytherins had been having a great time reading everyday how Dumbledore got in more trouble and Harry supposed that it was the only good thing coming out of his mistake. With Dumbledore tied up at least he would pay less attention to his goings.

Unfortunately it also meant that he couldn’t bring Orochi to class anymore as Dumbledore might not have the power to prevent the Aurors to take him away. Harry knew that the faculty had seen his snake but so far no one had said anything but that was not assured anymore. He had told Orochi that he would have to stay in his room while he was out for class as the Aurors most likely would kill him if they ran into him.

When the day finally came that they were let out for lunch Harry walked with his friends who he had spoken a lot more with as there hadn’t been much to do these last days. He found that he liked the company having spent most of his days not really having any companions at all. He was still wary though as he knew that if any of them had to chose between him and an order from their parents they would follow their parents.

As they sat down for lunch quietly they like the rest of the very quiet students all looked at the head table were many new faces were sitting. The Gryffindors still looked crushed as their head of house no longer sat at the head table.

After a quiet meal where hardly anyone dared to talk Dumbledore rose his eyes peering at the Gryffindor table with sadness. “I would like for us all to take a minute of silence to remember Minerva McGonagall one of the best teachers Hogwarts have ever seen.”

Even the Slytherins stayed quiet knowing that doing anything foolish now would bring the rest of the school and teachers wrath solely on them.

As the minute ended Dumbledore started speaking again. “I have had great difficulty in finding a Transfiguration Professor so in the end I asked a long time friend of mine if he could help me by teaching for a year.”

“Luckily he said yes.” He waved his hand at the old couple sitting next to him. “Everyone welcome Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel your new Transfiguration Professors and the heads of Gryffindor house.”

The students clapped politely as the old couple waved. Harry had to admit it was slightly incredible to have the Flamel´s as teachers for a year. He was well aware of the fact that they were over 600 years old thanks to the philosophers stone Nicholas Flamel had created.

“Nicholas will be teaching 1st to 3rd years while Perenelle will teach the upper years.” Dumbledore finished as the applauses ended.

“They can’t be bitchier then McGonagall at least.” Draco said casually as he looked over at the head table. Harry could easily tell that he was bored with the whole thing and just wanted them to finish introducing everyone.

Harry shrugged “We won’t know until we have Transfiguration but being over 600 years old they should be able to teach something interesting.” Politely he applauded as Flitwick was declared deputy head as everyone had been expecting.

“What if they haven’t kept up with recent times? Transfiguration has changed during the last couple hundreds of years you know.” Blaise pointed out.

Harry shrugged it wasn’t like he cared that much about the subject anyway. Draco and Daphne sneered almost simultaneously. “It wouldn’t be the first time Dumbledore makes a wrong choice about a teacher.” Draco said sneering again at the head table.

Dumbledore called for attention again as the students that knew who the Flamel´s were had been filling the other’s in. “As professor Quirell is no longer with us we have been lent an Auror from the Ministry of Magic to teach DADA the rest of the year. Please welcome John Dawlish:” A tough looking man with short wiry grey hair stood up and nodded as the students politely applauded him.

“Professor Quirrel is no longer with us.” Daphne mocked. She snorted. “He makes it sound like he just up and quit instead of killing an Auror and dying duelling the others.”

“Well that’s Dumbledore for you.” Blaise pointed out.

“Like everyone haven’t already found out what happened trough the prophet.” Harry said rolling his eyes.

They quieted down as Dumbledore was now introducing the Aurors. They had missed a few names as they chatted but caught the end-“Proudfoot and Shacklebolt, they are stationed here to investigate the accident that killed our former Transfiguration professor so I would advise all students to co-operate with them:” Dumbledore sounded very serious and Harry was probably as happy about it as he was.

Dumbledore kept talking about the Aurors but Harry was only listening with one ear, he was too busy trying to think up contingency plans for whatever could happen. He was after all out after hours that night and the Aurors might be able to find that out even though Slytherin wasn’t known for tattling to the authorities but Higgs probably would if he got the chance.

Since the Minister of Magic had gone ahead and emancipated him the Aurors could legally dose him with Veritaserum if they were suspicious of him and he would be caught if it ever came to that. He would have to shut Higgs up as quickly as possible so the Aurors would find no reason to pay attention to little Harry Potter.

He sighed as they were done with lunch, classes would begin again tomorrow but he could care less about that. He needed to find a way to shut Higgs up without the Aurors being able to find anything weird. If he just obliviated Higgs there was always the risk that one of the Aurors would check for memory charms and then since he and Higgs had several altercations he would be a suspect again anyway.

He walked back to the Common Room mulling it over before he found the perfect solution, now only to implement it somehow.

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What Harry wanted to use was something that would stand out to the Slytherins that knew Higgs. As they wouldn’t know why it had happened they wouldn’t say anything particularly as it wasn’t anything harmful, Higgs weren’t popular anyway and had no wealthy connections to protect him. Besides he was toying with the idea to use it on them all to avoid trouble.

Harry was going to brew a forgetfulness potion, a potion that was on the first year curriculum. It would be incredibly easy for him to brew and Higgs depending on how he tweaked the potion would forget over a week and with it the fact that Harry was out alone when McGonagall died.

He hoped he could count on the others to keep their mouth shut, partly because none of them believed he had a hand in it and partly because he had not made any of them enemies yet. Of course it helped that he had proven himself so most of the Slytherins had accepted him. If he deemed it too risky he would have to make them forget as well, which was a risk in it self as someone could notice.

Also the Death eater children would do nothing unless ordered by their parents and at the moment Harry believed they were more intent on watching him to see what kind of person he would be. Apparently one failed assassination was all it took for them to change their mind and he was pretty sure they were more interested in him now then out to kill. But pretty sure didn’t equal 100 % sure.

As everyone returned to the Common room Harry brought Draco and the others to a corner with him. “I need you guys to sit with Higgs for breakfast tomorrow.”

Daphne gave him a piercing look. “Why? What did he do?”

“It’s not what he did but what he will… I was out of the Common room the night before McGonagall died as you well know and Higgs won’t pass on this opportunity to get me in trouble.” Harry explained.

“Well you didn’t kill McGonagall right?” at Harry´s withering glare Draco shrunk back slightly. “Right… So since you are innocent what’s the problem?”

Harry sighed and pinched his nose. “Honestly Draco act like a Slytherin.” Seeing Draco beginning to turn pink he tried to soften his criticism. “You know it already but don’t think before you talk, just because one is innocent doesn’t make it a good idea to be painted as a suspect.”

“Especially when one is the boy-who-lived-to-defeat-a-dark-lord and in the “evil” house as well.” Blaise said with distaste clearly showing over the ridiculousness of it all.

Daphne nodded eying Harry. “What are you going to do to him?” she sounded eager and Harry wondered for a moment if Higgs had managed to do something to her already as well.

“Just a forgetfulness potion…with a tweak. He will remember nothing of the past week and that’s why I need you guys to sit with him and the moment he starts acting funny you need to tell him about McGonagall and the new teachers so he won’t ask questions and make himself stand out.”

“Alright we can do that.” Draco acknowledged.

Harry slapped him on the back. “Good mate I knew I could trust you with this.” He turned to leave for the dormitories.

“Where are you going?” Daphne queried.

“I have a potion to make.”

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The next morning Harry got up early and went to his trunk unlocking the secret compartment with a hissed parselcommand. The bottom of the trunk clicked and a compartment below the others became visible. It was lined with bottles of potions and Harry grabbed one labelled Polyjuice. He had plenty of very expensive and very hard to come by potions in his trunk for whenever he might need it. He even had Veritaserum and Felix Felicis. He had been forced to make the forgetfulness potion in his dorm room as he only stocked the hardest and most valuable of potions and the forgetfulness potion was a first year potion.

He walked up to Draco’s bed and opened the curtain sending a stunning spell in the sleeping Malfoys face. He took one of his hairs and put it in the bottle before downing the whole thing. He shuddered as he changed appearance to that of Draco but he wanted to take no risks this time.

Checking himself over so that everything looked alright he walked down to the empty Common room and left it heading straight for the kitchens.

He met no one and soon arrived at the portrait of a fruit bowl and tickled the pear which changed into a doorknob so he could enter the kitchen.

He walked in to a room full of activity as House elves scurried about preparing for breakfast even though it was a few hours away. One of the House elves hurried up to him and he quickly spoke up to avoid getting mobbed by House elves wanting to give him a snack.

“Someone has left a lot of trash outside in the corridor I just thought I should mention it.” He remarked with a sneer as he looked down at the elves making a picture perfect Malfoy.

He turned and walked out quickly disillusioning himself right after he closed the door. As he had suspected a House elf popped into the corridor looking around for the trash. He levelled his wand at him and whispered. “Imperio.”

He nodded as the House elf froze. It was risky using an Unforgivable but he needed to make this work and if someone even bothered to ask the house elves only Draco would be implicated which was a shame but better then him.

“You are to add this to every Slytherins drinks but mine.” He sneered and gave the elf several vials of the potion; he had decided to take the safe route and had made more potions so that he could use it on all the Slytherins. Draco and him would be the ones not affected as he ordered the elf as Draco and he himself only ate what his own House elf served.

That meant that both he and Draco would have to explain quickly why there were new faces at the head table but it should pose no real problem and this way no one could implicate him except Draco and he fully intended to slip him some potion at lunch when the rest of them had learned their facts. He wanted Daphne and Blaise to sit close to Draco so that they would get the facts as soon as possible; he did not want his friends to make fools of themselves if they hadn’t been briefed before class as they had Transfiguration first.

“After you have drugged all the Slytherins drinks except mine you are to wait until Harry Potter is completely alone before popping in to him, do you understand your orders?”

The House elf answered with a squeaky. “Yes.”

Harry quickly made his way back to the Common room and back to his dorm only seeing a few older Slytherins up and about. He waited until the potion wore off and then headed for a shower to get ready for breakfast pleased that no one would know that he was out of the Common room at the time a Professor mysteriously passed away.

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At breakfast Harry had a hard time keeping himself from grinning, everything was working perfectly. As people at the Slytherin table started to wonder who the new faces at the head table were he and Draco quickly filled them in and they started discussing it between themselves further anchoring the new knowledge that they supposedly already knew before. As they were being very quiet with the discussions no one at the head table knew what they were talking about so he had essentially gotten away with it. Sure they were going to be a bit weird for a day or two but the teachers will accredit that to having been locked in their Common rooms and doing no studying.

He also noted with amusement that with the death of McGonagall the Gryffindors had still not been able to remove the jinxes in their Common room and many were wearing green and silver or had green hair. With McGonagall gone no one was there to go and get Dumbledore to fix it when she couldn’t so all this time they had been getting jinxed and could do nothing about it. Of course with the Flamel´s now as heads of the Gryffindors they would probably be able to remove the jinxes or if nothing else they could get Dumbledore which would make them unravel themselves.

It was with a spring in his step that he walked with Draco (who was sending him suspicious looks.) Blaise and Daphne to their first lesson with the new Transfiguration teacher.

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As the lesson ended Harry had to admit that Nicholas Flamel was not as knowledgeable as McGonagall in Transfiguration but on the other side he actually made the class interesting. He had spent the first part of class explaining by using humorous anecdotes about why doing this small time Transfiguring matches to needles and such was so important for later. Then he set them to task and walked around helping each student giving them pointers and cheering when they managed the transformation.

In the end all of the Gryffindors had managed to turn their matched into needles while the Slytherins who had already managed that before had read the next chapter of the book and then attempted that Transfiguration. Only Harry and Theodore Nott managed it as Harry was not inclined to help everyone out this time around. Harry and Nott both received 20 points for their work.

After Transfiguration they had History of Magic so everyone but Harry trudged off while he went back to the Common room to read, he was not going to risk going trough the dungeons at this time as the Aurors were probably still looking around for any clues. The elf popped in when he was alone and he quickly obliviated it and took the empty vials back.

As lunch approached he made his way to the Great hall to drug Draco. He only had to wait a few minutes before Draco and the other first years appeared.

Draco sat down next to him and looking around to make sure no one was listening he whispered. “I thought you were only going to do Higgs?”

As Daphne and Blaise sat down next to them Draco pulled back with a look that said that he was going to get an answer sooner or later. Unfortunately for him the second he went for his goblet to have some pumpkin juice Harry performed a switching spell on the drugged pumpkin juice in his goblet and the one in Draco’s.

After a few minutes it took effect and he watched amused as Blaise and Daphne explained to Draco why there were Aurors around and new teachers. They both looked annoyed that Draco could forget such a thing not knowing that a few hours earlier they had been the same. Before the daze of the potion left them making them fill the emptiness with the new information totally forgetting even that they had to be told about the new teachers. Harry had tweaked the potion well… it was very illegal but its not like that mattered much to him anyway.

He scanned the table frowning as he noticed that two people were absent. Ariana Wilkes and Terence Higgs. Maybe his potion worked better then he thought and erased even their knowledge of breaking up and they were busy snogging in a broom closet?

Soon he got his answer… Ariana Wilkes walked into the Great hall making her way over to the Slytherin table. Harry was growing slightly more alarmed at every step as she did not take her eyes away from him and wore a smug smirk on her face. As she reached him she laid a hand on his shoulder and bent down to his ear. Being so close Harry noticed for the first time her bracelet… the same kind of material as his earrings that warned him if something was put in his food or drink. He wanted to slap himself for missing it, if she wore another kind it could be excused but she wore the exact kind that he did, only in bracelet form.

“It was a nice try.” Ariana whispered. “Seeing as I was the only one to no get drugged I took Terence aside and told him about your nightly excursion, with you breaking us up he needed no more to go talk to the Aurors.”

Harry would have admired her if she wasn’t ruining everything he just did. “You know they won’t pin it on me, it was an accident.” He bit out.

She smirked against his ear breathing into it. “Perhaps, but I thought it fair Potter. You fucked me and now I Fucked you.” She strode off with a cold laugh as Harry resisted an urge to curse her.

Shortly thereafter Proudfoot entered together with Terence Higgs who was smirking as he made his way to sit at the Slytherin table. As a precaution in case the Auror only wanted to ask some questions Harry switched Higgs drink as he sat down with yet another dose of the potion this time from a vial in his pocket. He would not remember yet again and Ariana had received her revenge so she wouldn’t tell.

Now Harry thought as Proudfoot advanced on him. Now it is just the problem of how to get out of this if they try to use Veritaserum. As he was emancipated they could do that with only the suspicion that he was out in the dungeons that night.

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Harry´s problems only got worse as his head of house accompanied him with Proudfoot and as his head of house Snape had that right. If this went ugly he would have an impossible time taking down both Proudfoot and Snape.

Harry sat down in the small office where Proudfoot and the other Aurors conducted any questionings. His palms were sweaty and his pulse was racing but outwardly he showed nothing. “May I ask what this is about.” He asked politely as the Auror seemed disinclined to start.

Snape sneered “You were out of bounds on the night Minerva died Potter, that makes you a suspect.” He seemed thrilled by the idea. Harry supposed that a shot at expelling him or better yet see him to jail was the best day the greasy Potions Master have had in a very long time.

“Surely I can’t have been the only student out after curfew?”

Proudfoot nodded his eyes cold as they glared at Snape. “Yes the Weasley twins have confessed to being outside but they also asked for Veritaserum to confirm that they had not been involved, they seemed very offended to be questioned to have a part in the death of their head of house.” Harry nodded thinking quickly of different escape plans.

Proudfoot´s eyes shed some of the coldness as he turned his gaze towards him. “The easiest way to get this out of the way would be to do the same Mr. Potter.” He stated tiredly. It was apparent that he was tired; he had probably patrolled the corridors during the night.

A plan formed in Harry´s head based on what he had seen. Proudfoot really didn’t like Snape; he was also very tired and probably not as fast as he would be at his best. Coupled with the fact he would never suspect Harry to attack he would probably fall easily, also with the Slytherins forgetting about him being out and he himself asking for Veritaserum he would be the picture of innocence. He just needed Snape out.

“Sir. I would gladly take Veritaserum as long as Professor Snape is long gone when I take it; I don’t trust him to not take advantage of the situation as he hates me for looking like my father.”

Snape snorted. “Preposterous Potter there is no chance that I will leave at the moment you spill all your little secrets, when I can show Albus that you were behind the Gryffindor dorms being jinxed you’ll be expelled for sure.”

Harry raised an eyebrow. It would seem Snape wasn’t really expecting him to be behind McGonagall’s death either, which was good since as long as he was underestimated he could get away with it.

Proudfoot stood up and with a wave of his wand the door opened, he looked pointedly at Snape.

Snape gaped at him. “You can’t throw me out I am the brat’s head of house!”

Proudfoot glared at him. “Leave now Snape or it will be you who’s arrested I do not need to remind you how little it would take to finally land you in Azkaban. Considering the stories I have heard about you, having you join an interrogation of James Potter’s son would be a travesty.”

Red blotches appeared on Snape´s face and it looked like he was trying hard to control his rage but he left his robes fluttering and slammed the door after him.

Harry started to breath a little easier when with every second Snape moved further away from the office. Now he just had one obstacle before being completely freed from suspicion.

He waited until Proudfoot retrieved the Veritaserum from a shelf. As Proudfoot walked closer the vial in his hand and wand in his holster Harry struck.

With a flick his wand jumped from the holster to his hand and he shot out a stunning spell. Proudfoot wasn’t an Auror for nothing though and the second he had flicked his wrist Proudfoot had gone into a roll discarding the Veritaserum and drawing his own wand.

Harry quickly silenced the room not wanting to draw attention to any of the ruckus that was bound to happen.

Proudfoot had a grim smile on his face as Harry practically admitted guilt. “This actually makes it easier Potter, won’t be anyone believing your innocence when they watch my memory of you attacking me, question is why did you kill McGonagall.”

Harry kept his eyes on Proudfoot´s wand as he spoke. “You’ll hardly believe me but I thought she was Mrs. Norris, I did not yet know that she was an Animagus.”

Proudfoot shook his head but not letting his eyes leave his opponent for a second. “Rather careless of you wasn’t it?”

Harry shrugged. “If I get out of this I will have learnt my lesson and will do it better next time.”

Proudfoot sneered. “All the more reason to stop you now before you become a new Dark lord Potter.” Suddenly he went into action throwing a stunning spell silently while running towards him.

Harry surprised by the Auror rushing at him called up a shield just in time to stop the stunner but could not stop Proudfoot from catching his wrist and with a kick to his stomach he got him to release the wand.

“It’s a shame that so few wizards think of using their physique in a battle, you are just a kid and I knew that if I got close I would win no matter how skilled in magic you are.” Proudfoot twirled the captive wand as he spoke while keeping his wand trained on him.

Harry knew he had only one chance left to avoid Azkaban and he took it with speed fuelled by desperation. His second wand shot out into his left hand and he sent a silent stunning spell at Proudfoot who had not noticed the flick that brought out the invisible wand.

He quickly produced a shield but having taken his advice Harry rolled forward after his stunner and sent a second stunner from within the shield surprising Proudfoot and knocking him unconscious.

Harry caught his breath as he took back his wand from the Auror. He could not believe that he had been so close. His eyes narrowed as he thought about Ariana and Higgs he would have to punish them both. It would wait until holidays concerning Higgs though he needed no more trouble at Hogwarts. He repaired the crushed vial and returned as much of the potion as he could salvage into the vial, vanishing the rest.

Turning to Proudfoot he levitated him back to his chair and then aimed his second wand at his temple. “Obliviate.” The spell hit Proudfoot and Harry informed him what he wanted him to remember. “You interrogated Harry Potter under the effect of Veritaserum and discovered he had been sleeping in his dorm that night, he had nothing to do with Minerva McGonagall’s death. You then let him go and decided to take a nap.”

Harry checked the office one last time before leaving assured that he had managed to survive. He would get his revenge eventually but until then he would lay low and keep the Aurors believing that he is a good boy.

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As he had missed his afternoon class he headed straight back to the Common room feeling the need to rest after such an intensive day. He noticed his friends waving him over when he entered the Common room so he sauntered over and sat down next to them.

“Why did the Aurors want to speak with you Harry?”

“Just wanted to ask me a few questions about McGonagall, I took Veritaserum and proved I was in my dorm the night it happened so nothing to worry about Draco.”

Draco looked relieved while Blaise and Daphne looked sceptical.

“They had you take Veritaserum just like that?” Daphne snapped her fingers to emphasize her point.

“Daphne is right; the Aurors would hardly use a truth serum unless they had something implicating you.” Blaise said staring him down.

Harry sneered, “Higgs went to them and claimed that I was out in the dungeons when McGonagall died, they should have had him use Veritaserum to validate his claim.”

Blaise nodded thoughtfully while Daphne looked quite annoyed. “Higgs is not of age so they would need his parents consent, still I can’t believe he went and tried to set you up!”

“He is going to be in trouble with the 7th years.” Draco said rubbing his hands in glee.

Blaise and Harry nodded but Daphne was looking at them all confused. “How is he in trouble with the 7th years?”

“The entire school saw Higgs enter with a smug smirk directed against Harry just before an Auror came and picked him up. Avery is not happy about such a public show of betrayal between Slytherins.” Blaise explained.

Harry snorted, “It’s no less then what he deserves that prick.” Unsaid went how someone else needed to get what they deserved as well.

Daphne looked smug now as well and not for the first time Harry wondered what Higgs had done against her or her family. “What will they do?” she asked curiously.

Harry´s grin turned predatory. “I don’t know exactly but I know it will hurt.”

“Oh Harry Wilkes is in our room for some reason and she threatened to castrate me if I told you.” Draco said with a shudder. Wilkes could be very scary if she wanted too.

Blaise smirked, “Maybe she wants another go?” Daphne looked away disgusted.

Harry´s eyes glowed and his friends looked away slightly uncomfortable. “Well if she is waiting for me I should see what she wants should I not?”

Draco nodded hesitantly, “She won’t castrate me right?”

“She won’t have time to think about castrating you Draco.” Harry promised a vindictive smirk on his face. “Oh and don’t come up there until you see her leaving the room.”

Draco nodded and gave him a sarcastic, “Good luck.” He knew he would be sleeping on the couch in the Common room tonight, Blaise and Daphne both echoed him as Harry walked towards his dorm room to punish the hot minx that dared to mess with him.

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Harry entered his dorm room wand in his hand to find Wilkes sitting by his desk waiting for him. “Couldn’t stay away could you? I know I am good but honestly have some damn self esteem woman.” Harry taunted.

She glared at him and her wand hand twitched, “Dream on Potter as far as I am concerned we are even now.”

Harry hummed tilting his head to the side as he watched her curiously, “If we are even why are you waiting in my bedroom?”

She hissed at him her teeth grinding together “Don’t think so highly of yourself brat I am here to set up a truce so that nothing more will happen.”

Harry stared at her eyebrows raised, “You really think I am just going to let you go for almost having me in trouble with the Aurors?”

She huffed, “Get off it Potter it’s not like you killed McGonagall so you wouldn’t have been in any real trouble.”

Harry slowly raised his wand, “Of course I didn’t but that doesn’t mean that I want to confess to other things like what I did to you Wilkes, I am sure the Aurors would have just let me go for that…”

She watched his wand warily, painfully aware that she had sworn a magical oath to not hurt or kill him so she could not risk using her own wand. “It is not fair to use your wand on me when I can’t use mine.”

Harry lowered his wand, “Your right its not fair.” He said with mock sadness. Raising his wand again he shot out an incarcerous spell and wrapped her in ropes, “But since when was I a Hufflepuff anyway you dolt.”

He walked forward and took her wand away stowing it in his pockets. “Honestly could this have gone any other way? Its like you want to end up like this Wilkes.”

She spat at him and he simply shook his head with a small smirk adorning his face, “Save the spit for my dick you little slut.” He vanished her clothes and his own enlarging his dick as usual.

He positioned Wilkes on her knees in front of his bed before sitting down on it holding her by her hair. “Your oath to not hurt me means you can’t bite me Wilkes so enjoy my dick and learn your lesson to not mess with Harry Potter!”

He held her nose until she opened her mouth to breathe at which point he shoved his dick in her mouth and down her throat impressed that she didn’t gag, she had taken dicks down her throat before. “You are a naughty girl aren’t you Wilkes? I am sure now that you waited here to get just this…”

He enjoyed watching her eyes filled with resentment, smouldering anger and lust as he used her mouth and throat. Harry although feeling good wanted a better effort from Wilkes so he raised his wand.

Wilkes eyes widened in shock at the first slap on her arse and she stared up at him anger now the predominant emotion in her eyes. He smirked at her, “For every 5 seconds that you don’t suck me at your best you receive a slap.” His statement was augmented by yet another slap magically delivered to Wilkes arse.

Slowly she started to co-operate and Harry closed his eyes in pleasure as her tongue swirled around his head as she applied suction sucking him hard. He still did not remove the slaps to force her to be even more enthusiastic in her sucking; although he would not remove them at all he just told her so. She needed to be punished after all…

The feeling of Wilkes vacuum on his dick as well as the vibrations of her yelps for every slap she received soon brought Harry over the edge and he cummed in her mouth while staring into her eyes so full of disgust coupled with lust.

He pulled his dick out with a pleased groan and cancelled the slaps she was receiving. His eyes narrowed in anger as she spit his cum out on the floor while glaring at him defiantly, which would not do at all.

He grabbed her hair and with a swift motion planted her face on the floor next to the cum she had spit out, “Lick it all up Wilkes you don’t want to know what I will do if you don’t.”

She closed her mouth and her eyes and refused to even move. Harry grinned oh she wanted to play did she well that suited him fine. He conjured a whip and started whipping her already sensitive arse.

Wilkes eyes snapped open and she screamed as the whip started punishing her arse, “NO, please stop Potter, PLEASE!”

Harry ignored her screams and gave her 10 more lashes with the whip growing erect again from her screams and pleadings. He tossed the whip away and slid a hand to her cunt amused by how wet she was. “You can cry all you want Wilkes your body betrays that your loving everything I do to you.”

“Fuck off Potter I don’t care how long it will take but one day I will fucking rape your ass and kill you!” Wilkes screamed.

Harry chuckled as he let a finger sweep across her slit watching her screams turn to moans. “You keep threatening but still come back and beg for more…”

He slapped her arse which was covered in red welts and she yelped. “You still haven’t licked up my cum Wilkes, get to it or I bring back the whip.”

Sobbing from the pain in her arse Wilkes moved her head forward slightly and started to lick up the glob of cum that lay there while Harry watched her while jerking his dick. “Good job Wilkes maybe I won’t need to punish you so much next time.”

She stared at him with disgust. “There won’t be a next time!”

Harry laughed, “Then stop coming into my room begging for it woman.”

Harry went behind her caressing her hurting arse as he positioned himself to enter her sopping cunt. “I think I will use your cute little cunt this time Wilkes.”

With a hard thrust he entered himself fully in her, he groaned at the warm and wet velvet sheath he found himself in. He started pounding into her with reckless abandon relishing in her moans of pleasure and pleads to go faster. She really had a love/hate relationship with him if she kept acting like this he thought.

Soon Wilkes cummed and the tight cunt contracting around him brought Harry off as well and they screamed in unison as he unleashed his cum inside her.

After a few minutes catching his breath just sitting with his dick inside her he pulled out, he had something different planned for his toy that just couldn’t stay away.

Tossing the moaning pile of flesh that was Wilkes into his bed he silenced the curtains and went to his trunk, unlocking it he once again pulled out a vial of polyjuice.

He went back to his bed climbing in he took a hair from Wilkes and put it in the potion, she was staring at him with slight trepidation as she noticed the vial.

“Potter what are you doing?” she asked looking scared.

Harry winked at her, “Polyjuice my dear.”

He chugged the vial morphing into a perfect replica of the girl that was tied up in his bed. He stared down at her smirking at her horrified expression. “Let’s see what you think about doing yourself Wilkes.”

She stared at him horrified and disgusted, “Please Potter not this ill suck your dick again, ill take it in the arse just please not this.” She begged.

“I got you begging again how cute.” Harry cooed.

“Please!” Wilkes begged as he lowered himself down on her face cutting off anymore begging. “Until you start eating me I will sit on you cutting off your breath Wilkes so better start soon.”

She didn’t start licking him until she was almost out of breath, Harry had not expected any less from her and he got off more on her sobs as she licked his slit then her piss poor job at pussy eating. The feeling of her tongue caressing his slit her mouth sucking in his lips or covering his clit was just divine and Harry was loving it already making plans to use it again sometime.

He started grinding his cunt in her face spreading the juices until he came all over her pretty face, as he lifted off her she looked relieved and he smirked at her. “I still have 50 minutes or so in this form so get back at it.” And he lowered himself back on her face wriggling over her face to get her to start licking again, he found that he enjoyed a good blowjob better then this but it could have been her bad skill at eating. He would have to motivate her to do better if she came around for another go, and considering the sheer stupidity of waiting alone in his room she really wanted this even if she hadn’t confessed it to herself.

As he turned back to himself Wilkes were crying in relief as she tried to spit out the taste in her mouth. Harry just stood by his bed grinning savagely at her. “Ill look forward to the next time your stupid enough to go against me Wilkes.”

She spat at him, “I hate you.”

Harry laughed long and hard, “If you hate me stop coming into my room Wilkes!”

He waved his wand and conjured several muggle toys, he was after all not completely ignorant and as he discovered the joys of sex he had made sure to know as much as possible. He smirked as Wilkes stared at them in confusion. With another wave of his wand a vibrating dildo lodged into her cunt another launching into her ass pumping in and out. Wilkes screamed in shock and stared at him wide eyed.

He smirked at her before adding two small vibrators to run around her breasts and nipples before he tied her against his bedposts to make sure she couldn’t get away. He leaned forward capturing her lips savouring the taste of cunt before he let go and started to walk towards Draco’s bed.

“Wh-wh-What are you doing??” Wilkes half moaned half screamed.

Harry raised an eyebrow, “Oh me? I am just going to go sleep in Draco’s bed for tonight while I listen to your torture.”

Wilkes moaned as an orgasm wrecked her resolve the pleasure already building up from the toys fucking her nonstop. “Potter! You can’t leave me like this!”

Harry laughed coldly, “I can do whatever I want to you Wilkes as you were the one to try and screw me over you get a taste of being royally screwed.” He smiled slightly. “If you didn’t want it why come here at all Wilkes don’t lie to yourself.”

Wilkes shut her eyes desperately wishing that she hadn’t had the stupid idea to confront Potter in his room. “Let me go!” she screamed.

Harry sat down in Draco’s bed and softly began to wank as he watched Wilkes writhing body, “Not until I want too, perhaps you could make a promise like last time?” he grinned lecherously.

Wilkes knew at that point that she was literally fucked.

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Author’s Note:

Well I cranked this chapter out sooner then I expected. And you get several new people involved in the story, the Aurors and the Flamel´s. I had no interest in rehashing Philosopher’s stone so I went another way involving the Ministry early and creating additional problems for Dumbledore to deal with.

Also Harry doesn’t trust Draco and the others yet as evident from him drugging them. He will not really trust them for quite some time as he is suspicious of the motives from the Death eater parents like Lucius Malfoy.

Next chapter will mean that the action will slow down a little and there will be more interaction with teacher, aurors and students like the Weasley twins and Hermione.

In another two or three chapters 1st year will be wrapped up and I know I packed a lot of happenings in the beginning of the year but it was to show how Harry after living on his own having nothing really to threaten him for quite some time got careless.

And from just a few mistakes had a lot of things to fix in a hurry, the rest of the year will not be boring mind you but it won’t be as much sex and violence, that is spared for winter hols and summer XD.

Until next time.